Lyrics:
[Hook]
You want this money (Yeah)
Come take it from me (Yeah)
Won't stop at nothing, you're a gold gold rush girl
You chasing paper (Yeah)
You
Uh uh you see I try too much
Every time I fail I just cry too much
I put my heart and soul on this paper just to feel the rush
Super clutch
Jesus
at
I like to fuck paper, rush neighbors with boom bap
Rather than rush a paper that'll fuck me llike "There's a lot you lack!"
Honestly, I have no place
labor
Our papers rush to print C.I.A. lies
But take a message to the smiling politicians
Who like to talk so tough and act so brave
The rattling words
and invest in me
Going out ain't really doing much
I'm just tryna get a buck
This is just a paper rush
Bitch I finally had enough
No boo this ain't Mario
When
Clean it all up, I gotta go filling a paper
rush
Something about that money counter that give me a rush
Told you that's a must
Every day I wake up, get my
a nigga knock me off my paper rush
I was up getting gwuap all night
I came from nothing boy I had to earn my stripes
All i wanna do is move my family off
go bust
Niggas always hating so you gotta stay dangerous
Young nigga fiening for dat Green dat paper rush
Leave a nigga trippin all Smokey like that
say too much
Ever since off that couch, been on a paper rush
Them VVs dancin' on my neck, they icy cold just like a Sonic slush
Real Progress Baby, out
Huh?... What?... Uh
Everything I do crazy, Big Suave
Swerving through traffic in a rush
Gotta get that paper it's a must
Dare a nigga purp and he get
Feels like I've been bleeding it's a gash it's not a cut
Back against the wall I need that paper in a rush
Stack that bread up to the sky no such
it a day
Get the hell away
Go down the cafe
For a cup of real tea
By the tube station, there's a drunk old fool
Who sells papers in the rush
smoked you out the papers
No rush for me to get to where you at boo cuz now we're neighbors
Got a fetish for that scent you wear
Jake breathin down my back
paper
No rush cause we'll be serving this a bit later
Homies coming early they trying to ball
Wet from arc step back hesi and paused
I be taking all
the sipping
Uh
Say you want beef is you kidding
Late night aint No Santa I creep down your chimney
In love wit paper I rush for the feeling
Drop bags on his
udashyushye
Ntakintu twavuganaaaa
I met you on supper
And I fall apart coz'that body
With you here on purpose
Don't mind if you for papers
Hard rush
somethin')
Aye I ain't tryna rush things (Rush things)
Get the paper, plan it then I execute (Execute)
Aye Ima be alright (Alright)
As long as I stay focused
You can eat my dust, you can lick my nuts, ya
Little pussy boy, straight from Big Time Rush, eh
Little paper boy, count up, he ain't got much, ya
Learn
many grown men act like hoes and bitches, Greedy
I got money on the floor and on the counter
I get a rush from counting paper, don't nothin else matter
Used to get
High when you'd touch my skin
Sleepin' in clothes that were paper thin
I miss the rush of adrenaline
Don't wanna say I'm done but I do
I
feenin
Taking trips putting stamps in my visa
Make the money say thank you to Jesus
Get a rush from the paper I need it
Pray to God, I been fighting my
struggles and (uh!)
So your head never ever been an option (trust)
A nigga paper long like rush hour traffic
And I'm about to take the hood shoppin' (get
having withdrawals, searching for my vibe, tryna get a rush
Stacked my paper I'm popping it, I'm outside now
Think that gang ain't bout it, cone and find
about my paper man I gotta rush
I'm chasing Johnny dame, co vein with diamond crush
I want that TV Johnny watch, earrings and such
I got my mind focused
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