M.I.M.E, NOIXES — Paper Sleeves

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I drop a hundred on my squad
Get it all, I’m putting that on god
Buckled up and ready for the ride, hustle and I grind
Shawty tryna bust another line
I got too much shit up on my mind, tryna stand out, tryna shine
She like: «What you do? How you afford this?»
Give or take a year, I’m on the Forbes list
Homies gotta eat, I ordered swordfish
Finger on the trigger, ain’t no quitter, can’t aboard miss-

Uh, yo big racks with them shock-collars
First, you make a name, then the cash follows
Stupid money, talking dumb checks
You worried ’bout yourself ’cause your fund’s less
Hella guac, cheddar cheese
I ain’t worried ’bout a mouse, I got bigger drеams
Made a lot, paid the fees
Now we comin’ down thе block for them paper sleeves

Have been gunnin’ all my life
Now I’m steady walking towards the light
I ain’t going down without a fight
Didn’t wanna but I might pull up, make her mine for the night
I’ve been doing it so get it right, get a dollar, get a bike
The sky is always sunny when you making money
See now I got a lot and she want take it from me
Mind is on my grind, ain’t no fucking dummy
Hundred thousand ways getting paid, ’cause the people love me

Uh, yo big racks with them shock-collars
First, you make a name, then the cash follows
Stupid money, talking dumb checks
You worried ’bout yourself ’cause your fund’s less
Hella guac, cheddar cheese
I ain’t worried ’bout a mouse, I got bigger dreams
Made a lot, paid the fees
Now we comin’ down the block for them paper sleeves

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