Paper Made

My whole crew is platinum
 Quick to throw it down with Magnums
 We ain't duckin' when the guns start blastin'
 What's happenin'
 West Coast rollin', Benjamins foldin'
 Nigga bank accounts holdin', more loot than the Jews
 And I just stepped fresh up out some county blues
 Had me all on the news, 'cause I'm gettin' my paper
 And my goal life now is livin' it major
 Coppin' Crystal, Champagne
 I'm in the 'Natti with the blow brains
 Leavin' my mansion up in Spokane
 The dope Game, was lovely
 Out with the flip rollos and drop Benzes when they clucked me
 Now the haters wanna mug me, 'cause I'm AMG kid candy on some dub leech
 But fuck them tricks 'cause they haters
 They stick out like short thumbs around Playaz
 All I wanna do is get my paper straight
 Roll up highways sideways out the gates
 Luxury livin' baddest women and I'm straight
 Back up with the flames bitch
 I'm Paper Made
 All I wanna do is get my paper straight
 Roll up highways sideways out the gates
 Luxury livin' baddest women and I'm straight
 Back up with the flames bitch
 I'm Paper Made
 I still scream "Fuck the World" Til My Casket Drop
 I give a fuck about parole and these bastard cops
 He could see me on TV coat with two glocks and a P
 'Cause some bitch nigga snitched on me down in Cincinnati
 I bet the bitch thought he had me
 Ain't that a bitch how niggaz trip
 That nigga must have been smokin' the cavi
 I won't rest until my 'Natti niggaz get him
 Run up in him hit him with a blade up of in his kidney
 And leave him face down, real niggaz don't play around
 Paralyze that motherfucker from the waste down
 'Cause he's a bitch turned snitch on the next nigga
 On sight I'm takin' his life with the Tec trigga
 And give a fuck about his kid, 'cause he didn't give a fuck about mine
 When I was servin' my bid
 I knew he was a flunky, punk nigga dressed like a junkie
 Runnin' around with a pound of bunk weed
 All I wanna do is get my paper straight
 Roll up highways sideways out the gates
 Luxury livin' baddest women and I'm straight
 Back up with the flames bitch
 I'm Paper Made
 All I wanna do is get my paper straight
 Roll up highways sideways out the gates
 Luxury livin' baddest women and I'm straight
 Back up with the flames bitch
 I'm Paper Made
 See I'm all about the cash fool
 Blast to get a mill and I keep it real fool
 I owe court and the streets, fuck a deal
 Wanna see me cuffed and stuck in the back seat of a cop car
 When I got jewels and pull more strings on a good tar/guitar than a rock star
 Cop car by the UB wanna do me down like Doobie
 Straight haters is what you fools be
 Hangin' on my balls like newbies
 You do three's dumped outta trees is how we do these
 Enemies when we WC 'em down like my crew be
 Pack heaters nonetheless and now better leave his
 Bulletproof vest down in the Beemer
 Hit 'em up we lead 'em then streetsweap 'em
 We don't need 'em
 That nigga's a bitch like Ru Paul
 Whipped his with his ass you'll be sold like blue balls
 We some murderers, haven't ya heard of the straight killa
 All black, the realest on the map, mission to get the millas
 Y'all best off feel me, a motherfuckin' real G
 In this shit Paper Made til they kill me kill me
 All I wanna do is get my paper straight
 Roll up highways sideways out the gates
 Luxury livin' baddest women and I'm straight
 Back up with the flames bitch
 I'm Paper Made
 All I wanna do is get my paper straight
 Roll up highways sideways out the gates
 Luxury livin' baddest women and I'm straight
 Back up with the flames bitch
 I'm Paper Made