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I chase the greenbacks, but it's never quite enough
All I ever think about is paper, maybe that's the reason money, weighing heavy on my mind
Nine o'clock on the dot, I'm out on the block already and it's almost lunchtime
Bitch I'm grinding on the front line, early bird get the worm so I'm up before the sunshine
Get paid I want mine, not late, not one time, its crunch time
So motherfuckin' clutch, bitch, yeah, the money come fast, better rush, bitch
What the hell you talkin' about, you better hush, bitch
Can't you see I'm on the phone with my motherfuckin' plug bitch?
Fuck the bag up, now I'm tryna get it back up
Bustin' sacks up just to make that shit stack up
I get the dough, that's wherever I go
The quality high and the prices is low
Shit movin' slow, I just practice my patience
My money grow in the bank with my savings
Is it my ego? I know I'm the greatest
I heard them say it, I know I'm their favorite
Victory's sweet and yet I love to taste it
Wannabe hustlers they only portray it
Face it, I must be racist, I only fuck with them blue faces
And my mind is steadily racing cuz
All I ever think about is paper, maybe that's the reason money, weighing heavy on my mind
Nine o'clock on the dot, I'm out on the block already and it's almost lunchtime
Bitch I'm grinding on the front line, early bird get the worm so I'm up before the sunshine
Get paid I want mine, not late, not one time, its crunch time
And you know, I got to get it do it because theclock be steady ticking and I got to win a ticket on me right now.
I've been handling my business and I'm traveling it and I'm battling against a nigga right now.
I've been fighting all these demons beating temptation.
Always seem to make it out of any situation.
But this one here hits a little bit different it can get devastating
And I hate waiting because I got the have it, but you know, I stay clean cuz bitch I'm attractive
And if I don't have it, get to work in my magic.
And if you owe me anything, I'm gonna subtract it
The hustle's elaborate, I'm feeling Fantastic.
And I can see the paper when I'm wearing my glasses,
I get it every day, while you sit back and wait till you get your shit back on your taxes.
All I ever think about is paper, maybe that's the reason money, weighing heavy on my mind
Nine o'clock on the dot, I'm out on the block already and it's almost lunchtime
Bitch I'm grinding on the front line, early bird get the worm so I'm up before the sunshine
Get paid I want mine, not late, not one time, its crunch time
All I ever think about is paper
Nine o'clock on the dot, I'm out on the block
Bitch I'm grinding on the front line
so I'm up before the sunshine
I want mine
not late, not one time, its crunch time





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