Lyrics:
marijuana/hemp would once again become the world's largest cash crop. This did not at all sit well with people like Hearst Paper Manufacturing or Kimberly-Clark
There I'm looking round
I'm staring at the paper
I mutter something out
Like ""maybe see you later?""
But if you go out and don't think about me
You
eating itty bits of paper?
Logging off the universe, tossing out genericisms
Open mind, illiterate, bow down to new religion
Bow down to new religion
Maybe we'll go back there some day
To St Leons off the logging road
better get your paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper, paper
Money ain't a thing, I'ma get me some
My nigga I'ma get me some
Say my nigga y'all, better
the hardest, I'm pulling the string
Don't act like a chicken, we'll make you the wings
Keeping my head up, i promise I've always been sober
Life is a movie, i
your fancy
'Cause I'm pretty quick but I
Ain't breaking the land speed
Oh, you've got plan B? Well make it plan C!
I'll just have to join the
Q like John
know
The refinement of the paper
Today, a city bustling with logging trucks a rumbling
There comes a sense of history, an Indian-summer breeze
Through
I woke up angry again today you know
And it wasn't even light
Paper ain't helping; the news is old already
Logging on to start a fight
Ask
Everyone of us in reality goes through life alone
Well it may ease your mind to know
The biggest thing in the entire universe
Is a cold vast empty
You can't copy off a G
Rеpping R-B-M-G till the day i D-IE
Say they shooting when we meet
Well he just tell a L-IE
He be saying this and that
But i bet
it's dangerous
"One day AI could overthrow us"
Well, I beg to digress
'Cuz everything that's meant for good has some dark hidden purpose
Don't leave me
Power move, I started bossing up and now they out of luck
Kiss the ring, your favorite rapper puckered up like sour stuff
We got him logging off, he mad
without ever having to flex
My life is a fuckin mess but still I make it work
Masetti taught me well, I know it could always be worse
Going harder when it
too
This mission got break him that's impossible
When I see you online I'm logging off it's too
Fucking late and I hate to be dropping you
Trouble in
Oh, the paper gods in the sky of gray
All the fools in town are ruling today
Today
Bow to the paper gods in a world that is paper thin (oh, the paper
In a world of pure paper
Yeah, yeah, yeah
In a world of pure paper
Come with me
GBC
& we'll show you how to chase the paper
It ain't nothing
papers, makin' papers, makin' pages and the stash
Makin' papers, makin' paper, font pages and the stash
Well I feel I keep it way too real, even when I
(crooked)
Star energy
Daily paper clothes style out
Cause she blown away by designer
Spiral (haha)
Spiral
Lear jet lag time done
She fall too deep
And can't
about it, I fell down, I came up
(Blah)
Never around, I'm alone with the paper
(Blah) green on green, I really hate capers
Shame on you, why you hang with
Dj khaled, we're the best, nigga we're the best man
Whoo we nikka (listen)
Just got a hundred of that brown paper bag money
You niggas really
Jeezy]
Just got a hundred of that brown paper bag money
You niggas really wanna talk money?
Shit real that's all I could tell 'em
Just rap 'em up good
All the paper Gods in the sky of gray
All the fools in town are ruling today, today
Bow to the paper Gods in a world that is paper thin
be talking tough but that's only when they logging in, (logging in)
Do him dirty on cam yeah I was vlogging it, (vlogging it)
If you be a man come
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