Текст песни Flippin' Rhymes 2 - Elvin

Always been about the paper
Money's no stranger
Since 8th grade I been getting paid

Always been about the paper man
Money's no stranger
Since 8th grade I been getting paid
I realized a diploma didn't equal paper
Man i'm trynna make bank bank bank bank bruh
Started slanging slanging chips
Slanging slanging chips
Always thinking big
Thinking thinking big
Making big bank
Making sure my homies get a chunk of change
And a chance at change
Breaking breaking bread
Slanging slanging chips
Cruisin in the whip
Stuffed it
Mobbin in the bucket
I love it
Mobbin in the bucket
Breaking breaking bread
Cruisin in the whip
Slanging slanging chips
Always thinking big
Used to make a 100 bucks day
I'm looking at a 100 racks a day
Still the same ain't nothing gonna change
Look into the mirror
I see a winner winner
I see it clearly I play it fearless
Clear as day I'm afraid
I stepped up to the plate anyway
Made my own way
Now they want a plate too
Cuz I made a full course buffet
I took some change
I risked it all on a chance for change
Now I'm making making change
Breaking breaking bread
Cruisin in the whip
Mobbin with my kin
Always knew since I was a kid
I'd be living big
Cuz I dreamed bigger bigger
Pull the trigger trigger on your dreams
Set ur soul free
Slanging slanging rhymes
Slanging slanging rhymes
Flippin flippin lines
Making making dimes
Watching watching time
Cruisin in the whip
Breaking breaking bread
Breaking breaking heads
Slanging slanging rhymes
Flippin flippin lines
Making making dimes
Watching time fly by
Meditate meditate feel the change
I'm going insane the pains pourin on me like rain
I'm missing my brain
I'm losin my sane
(Man) I'm going insane the pains pourin on me like rain
I'm missing my brain
I'm losin my sane
Whats a day whats today yet another day
I'm tryna give away like loose change
Add it add it up it adds a lot
Kicking doors down
Breaking breaking locks
Standing on my rock
I watch the world turn watch it burn
Feel the hurt as it spins and hurls through space
Then watch it collide with my face
These rhymes are space age never backspace
Back and forth I'ma pace
Till I collapse I'ma spit these raps
I'm runnin the race
I'm gaining on first place
My shoes are laced
Plus I don't wanna trade
I don't need a break
I pick up life
Breaks its back on my knee
Rise to my feet
Take a bow then repeat
Until I break free
I'ma be slinging slinging rhymes