PICKUPTHAPAPER

PICKUPTHAPAPER LYRICS:

[Hook:]
Pick up tha paper, uh
Pick up tha paper
Pick up tha paper, uh pick up the paper
Pick up the paper, uh
Pick up the paper
He was talkin’ down on me
Now he sweet
Now and later
I said

[Verse 1:]
Welcome to the land
Of the fakes
And facades
Where we could participate
Never take
What’s ours
Incinerate mental states
Leave memory graveyards
That’s where you make your mistake
I don’t make like I have it all
Cause I know I play the part
But I’ll never play the victim
Make no sense to speak your heart
I know, ain’t nobody listen
Imprisoned
Within these prisms
Still gassing up my opinions
Even Jesus spoke the truth
Y’all was laughing at him
Not with him
And Adam gave up a rib
So these women
Could begin living
Unfortunate
How it finished
With serpents learning to swim
But I’m diving in all these bitches
That think they got some dominion
And spent semesters at FIDM
Now all of em feeling privileged, uh
But baby I could have
A new you in a minute
Matter fact
She’ll be in the coupe in minute
Guarantee that it’s brand new, not rented
And want you mufucka’s see who
Not tinted
In the Cadillac, that’s the ride
On this shit
Uh, 1995
Side to side
Wit yo bitch, uh
I can’t even lie
Boy I’m high as a bitch, uh
Know it’s suicide if you pullin up on the clique
But I just seen
A notification
Up on my screen, uh
Think it’s Uncle Sam
And I know
What he telling me, yuh

[Hook:]
Pick up tha paper, uh
Pick up tha paper
Pick up tha paper, uh pick up the paper
Pick up the paper, uh
Pick up the paper
He was talkin’ down on me
Now he sweet
Now and later
I said

[Verse 2:]
Say that you the best
One question that still remains, uh
Tell me what the fuck
Would you really do
For the fame, yuh
Extras turn
To generalizations
I feel ashamed
But still the general
Of my generation
No major Payne
Why I gotta keep you cluster fucks
In order nowadays?
Even though I’m clip-boarded up
Distorted with the page
Seventh grade
Had rigor mortis
When it came to
Tamin’ dames
Now I separate the whores
After I get that taper fade
Can’t lie
Y’all blind like 3 mice
(Oh, I)
Used to pull up on the speed bike
(Oh my)
In your bitch for like 3 night
(Oh, why?)
Going deep like Eli!
(On god)
Guess that’s what it be like
(On my)
On my mama earned these stripes
(Know why)
Be the reason why I keep my
(Head High)
On the beat can’t rewind
(Rewind)

[Hook:]
Pick up tha paper, uh
Pick up tha paper
Pick up tha paper, uh pick up the paper
Pick up the paper, uh
Pick up the paper
He was talkin’ down on me
Now he sweet
Now and later
I said