Lyrics Occasions - BabyBalmainn feat. SpaceBoy Ollie

Aye aye
Aye aye
Yeah
When I wake up paper
Balmainn on em

When I wake up paper
First thing on my mind and everything else could come later
Call it concentrating
Ask me what's the goal it be rich neighbors
Talking bout sitting on them acres
Only pop out on occasions
They tell me that they is gone run it
But they never done it
They want to be you
They say that no human can fly
But I stay in the sky
So two things can be true
We pop out they always surprise
I don't ever know why
Cause they know what we do
We give em the real
If you hiding your face with the pride
We gone give you the boot

Stamping my name I'll be here for a minute
Bank accounts loaded and family living
Walk in and give em the season of giving
Show em the legacy tell em I built this
Hella long nights only God as my witness
How you stay in the gym but your pockets need fitness
That's the questions
They gone ask
When we up
And we having
All the percs
That you brag
About eating
You an addict
Keep the vibes with me that's standard
Better tell a bitch keep her heart if she don't want damage

When I wake up paper
First thing on my mind and everything else could come later
Call it concentrating
Ask me what's the goal it be rich neighbors
Talking bout sitting on them acres
Only pop out on occasions
They tell me that they is gone run it
But they never done it
They want to be you
They say that no human can fly
But I stay in the sky
So two things can be true
We pop out they always surprise
I don't ever know why
Cause they know what we do
We give em the real
If you hiding your face with the pride
We gone give you the boot

Hop in your city with flavor
Rock where you state
Rock with your fam
And then they gone give me the paper
Shades on at the kids park cause you know that I've got the papers
Feel like I'm one with the nature
Sipping on Crown with no chaser
Lemon with kush, a Laker
Don't hit my line bout what we were then
Cause now you just really a traitor
I'm on the vibe a hundred percent
So don't even call me a faker
Hop in the skies I'm going to Mex
I might even stop in Jamaica

When I wake up paper
First thing on my mind and everything else could come later
Call it concentrating
Ask me what's the goal it be rich neighbors
Talking bout sitting on them acres
Only pop out on occasions
They tell me that they is gone run it
But they never done it
They want to be you
They say that no human can fly
But I stay in the sky
So two things can be true
We pop out they always surprise
I don't ever know why
Cause they know what we do
We give em the real
If you hiding your face with the pride
We gone give you the boot