[Prod. by Wonya]
[Intro: Aziz Ansari]
I gotta step my game, b**hes gotta start paying me for this! Can't get no more free Raaaaaaaandy
[Hook: Clip]
Got anything? I got plenty hate
I ain't got no light
n***a f** the fame
I don't got the fame I don't got
I don't really know how much hate that I get, I forgot. It's a lot
Forget that, nevermind
What they thought, n***a don't hate me cause I'm
Makin' it up, that's All Me
Stayin' true, that's All Me
Makin' it through that's all me
All me for real
[Verse One: A-Smooth]
The city life, the big life
Lookin at me better act right
No show-offs you get thrown off
Act mature, act your age
Let's sit down, let's play some Spades
Imma cut the hearts, Imma change your heart
I'm a grown man, better play your part
When the time right, imma shine right
Imma be the dude that change your life
Imma be the man who take your wife
Nah just playing I won't take your wife
If I were the old me, you couldn't even control me
Just know me, I keep it one hundred homie
I dun changed the flow, I dun changed the game
I might change my style, I might change my name
Nah, A-Smooth is here to stay
Imma show you to play the things
Don't worry, you know the old me
Just get with the man glory
And stop hatin, stop fakin
That ain't cool, that's a fool
[hook]
[Verse Two: Clip]
This real talk I ain't fakin it
World a cold frost I ain't flakin it
Hold this game together call me Paper Clip
Holy like the Bible prolly why my name is in it
Paper is PSM that's all me
And forget the drinks, this round's on me
ANd forget your girl she gon call me
She wants a place in the PSM army
And I got some news that's alarming
I ain't the only k**a livin in the 407
Got my n***a Daz Villa and a heard of brethen
We gon fly high cause of Angel 47
I got a few n***as that I might take up with me
In a new high school things are changing quickly
No friends on the block that'll make me discrete
I'm a real nightmare while I'm taking this street
This street seems normal but I know I'm lucky
See n***as in school that are lookin bummy
Only got two shoes, only eat one meal
But I got good news, you n***as got my feel
I gotchu n***as when I cop my deal
And you may not believe me
Hear my lines now and you think I'm not acheiving
Won't stop now or even when I stop breathing
Got Dedication like Lil Wayne
Real d**h when I k** names
Sick minded I think ill thangs
True this a hard in-dis-try
But I believe in the real artist in me
Got faith in me I'll take victory
Ya'll can laugh now but my clique in makin history LET'S GO
[hook]
[Verse Three: P-Stunna]
Ho shut the f** up!
Tryn concentrate on my music
Hoes I date makin me lose it
Plus fake a** n***as like Truee Smith
And f*ggot a** rappers on that new sh**
Maybe we'll finally see Venom
Clip beat my a** in the booth just cause I let him
I say the lines I used to say exactly how I said them
All of this cash courtesy of PSM
Smooth, Clip, Guru, Medik, yeah I roll with them
I gotta slow it down a little bit got too much on my mental
I ain't never been a snitch unless I got a pencil
But I will expose your a** with my rhymes
And I will throw some f**ing cash at these dimes
I know I got some bad habits
But I'm an a**hole, dagnabbit
Sometimes, I feeling like giving up
Nowadays, I'm claimin I'm sober, still sippin from the cup
But I look at my other artists
They put they soul and they heart in this
So I murder an unreleased beat
I'm the abortionist
That's tortorous
I spit my monstrous flow and then I'm torching this
The way I'm feeling lately
Like the public's bout to hate me
Cause I'm done pleasing them
This my art I'm dealing man
So I don't give a f** if ya'll don't like my product
Ya'll the leftovers like ya'll just some sawdust
All these struggle bars, I don't know how I cope
Trying all these d**, and ya'll still ain't dope
Little b**h
[hook]
[Verse Four: Golden Guru]
Ho s** my left nut!
I don't give a f**
I'm bustin all these nuts
I'm poppin bottles
I'm in full throttle
These hoes know
I'm switching gangs
They know what's up
I'm in the lane
I'm f**ing b**hes, they know my name
It's the Golden Menace I don't give a f**
I'm f**ing all these b**hes, they say what's up
It's that bubble bu*t
I'm switching gears, I'm chillin with the crew today
I'm puffin on that loud pack
I have you n***as runnin like Usain Bolt
Have you switching teams like Spydar and his cult
Call my Pikachu cause I volt
I'm sorry it's my fault
God damn
[Tha Clip]
Tha Clip, Tha Clip, Tha Clip, Clip, Clip, Clip, Clip, Paper Clip
[Apollo]
AHHH!!