Testo Paper Route - Blxst feat. 2 Chainz
Testo della canzone Paper Route (Blxst feat. 2 Chainz), tratta dall'album I'll Always Come Find You
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Why she keep on textin' me? Said put the time in
Know this paper route ain't stoppin', I decide when
You know you're stuck inside that grind when you decline friends
Yeah, it's too late for you to sign in
You know how many in my circle win if I win?
Bet they wish that they woulda never let my guys in
You know you're stuck inside that grind when you decline friends
It's too late for you to sign in
Yeah, well-connected
You can't do too much about it, but respect it
I keep runnin' to this money, that my fetish
It keep comin' times I wonder where my head went, yeah
Okay, the Sixtape summers done ran up numbers (yeah)
I'm snipin' money easy like OKC Thunder (yeah)
Them love songs really got - thinkin' I love 'em
My trust gone, I ain't even pickin' up for my cousin
Okay, my baby spoiled rotten, she planted both of my seeds (yeah)
My juveniles, Hot Boyz "500 Degreez" (yeah)
And what's new? Counted me out and made 'em believe
And guess who foot on they necks? Now can't breathe
Yeah, well-connected
Give a f- 'bout what a broke - suggested
Compound interest, got my interest in investments
Road to riches, -, I still ain't hit my exit yet
Why she keep on textin' me? Said put the time in
Know this paper route ain't stoppin', I decide when
You know you stuck inside that grind when you decline friends
Yeah, it's too late for you to sign in
You know how many in my circle win if I win?
Bet they wish that they woulda never let my guys in
You know you stuck inside that grind when you decline friends
It's too late for you to sign in (Tony)
Escobar owner, went to Candyland
Yeah, I got some ones on me
VC fund Tony
If you see me by myself, I got a gun on me
Don't my wrist look like a disco ball at prom, don't it? (Don't it?)
When you mention me, just speak about the evolution
Women sellin' -, can't invest in prostitution
Went to Buckhead to meet the Neiman Marcus booster
When you're rich, your pillow case surrounded in Medusa (yeah)
Yeah, I like it when it's tight, but I'ma make it looser
Ran a hundred through the counter and let that seduce ya (yeah)
Young Mansa Musa
Got a gold toilet bowl to take a number deuce-a
Got too much ego and pride to even call a truce
I take a shroom, go on a trip, and it was all-inclusive (mm)
My old lady pluck my strings, and it was all acoustic
Hangin' with Dallas, took some chicks out to eat at Houston's, mm
Why she keep on textin' me? Said put the time in (yeah)
Know this paper route ain't stoppin', I decide when (yeah, yeah)
You know you're stuck inside that grind when you decline friends
Yeah, it's too late for you to sign in (yeah)
You know how many in my circle win if I win? (Yeah, yeah)
Bet they wish that they woulda never let my guys in (uh)
You know you're stuck inside that grind when you decline friends (yeah)
It's too late for you to sign in
Credits
Writer(s): Tauheed Epps, Tim Gomringer, Kevin Gomringer, Jason Goldberg, Caleb Anthony Shannon, Blake Mitchell Straus, Matthew Dean Burdette
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