paper chase i m on a motherfuckin paper chase paper chase i m on a motherfuckin paper chase i need mo money mo money mo some cum fast some cum slow even though i got to pay my bills i m still on the streets tryina keep it real pass this b let me take a hit hopin this money ain t counterfeit give em two and let em go and see lyin the middle of the twenty s so cuff that money and lets be up what chu wanna ride the benz or the truck bag up get on the runway cuz more sunday s hotter than monday often gettin trailed by cops better get away by bendin blocks cop my glock don t stick a middle finger up my ass known to blast keep me down where i m from i m known to clown get a dub off it now go get a sack i m back to a black acheive it leave it thug and a ashtray more to the fact i m back to the scene let the window down and let all the smoke out and if luke coulda broke out gotta make more stacks of these so its eaz for a brotha to breeze ain t splittin cheese wit a freak wanna trick off so pick off the lame in the game get cha sick off the man who point the blame still a p o p i m p we be p a p e r chase you see my ninth mom smokin money scopin tween my fo with open arms when my opposition my mission it s to paperchase so when you face to face mom and dollar keep from the streets hit the joints like hollow point figure if you owe them better load them with po po corruption on the phone double 1 9 1 87 with a couple of zeros i m sittin there makin dollars verse 2 g make a nigga wanted to holler back to the streets again but a nigga wanna go there the game didn t treat me so fair crucial in neutral all eyes on me i m brutal choppin up that paper like you know gotta clique since i call them blue notes shippin that paper from earth to pluto get that new song nineteen ninety six we be paperchasin check the paper like an entrepreneur had dreams about runnin the ford explorer four g s in my house from here to florida nigga want cheese but nigga want more bumpin all the good shit cause all the good shit makes you forget about the bad bitch now you make a nigga match wits never want what i never had cause i never had shit the basketball the all the ounce bounce a to the motherfucking k i smoke the b but they keep on calling me and they wantin my apology and they fall and see it s unexplainable how money s unattainable if you play in this game so nigga never call me names when i aim the gun but holler ughh a to the motherfucking k with a motherfucking spraaay yay yay a to the motherfucking k with a spraaay yay yay see a nine to five keep your ass out the line up why don t you keep the double time up pimp keep them lines up help em talk to shiner  ya lookin at the best win the paper chase be for me cuz you got blessed in with an eighth of a ki niggas be creepin comin up or confiscate you ate and let you suffer to your fate with three bullets to the chest put your body to rest if you dont peep game goin for the g stacks never re lax re act don t give away too many free packs and check ya ho to see how she act get in the sick dreams paid you don t pick teams in a room full of dick fiends much love to thugs that sacrifice they life and get greens for they two for fifteens what the shit means is you bitches better save your breath cuz you can count how many days is left let the weed smoke blaze my chest until i m laid to rest a motherfucka gon be paid til death because i m goin on a paper chase 