Paper Chasin’

[Intro]
Yeah, I'm talkin' this shit for real though

[Verse]
Paper chasing, I run to the paper, the diamonds came with the ice that I be skating in
You want it, you got it then why you complaining then
Got a watch on me that transform yo ass like Ben 10
I get it, I count it, I spend it again
If you don't like it then why you pretend
I got a chick that gon' let me in freestyle shit I don't got a pen
Light skin chick look like Zendaya
Talking 'bout money then I'm into her
But it might be the drugs in my system
I can't fuck with 'em,I can't trust in 'em, I can't love in em (Ow woah)
Baby on the pole, I need money bro
I see plenty hoes, I just want some mo'
I count money bro then I smoke some dope out in Idaho baby with yo hoe
I did nothing, no
Baby, where did I go? 'Cause I'm in New York with my looney bros
We got money bro, I just thought you know
Thought that you should know
Baby, I did go