Pryde - 0 To 100/Paper Hearts lyrics

[Verse 1] Working hard man that's why I'm on my chill sh** Still on that rap to pay my bills sh** Better than that salary you deal with Believe me, it's Richvale gang off the rip That's the sh** I really call a come up Flow insane off the chain like nunchucks Up all night, ambition till the sun up I don't really give a f** but I could make her shut the f** up God damn, I've been up longer than viagra on a dude who tried to overdose Leave a hater comatose U.S currency just got my pockets looking yoshi though Like holy bro, I'm trying to cop that rolls and just go holy ghost Fold a couple tees, make a couple g's And I know these hoes don't f** for free So ain't none for me I'm yellow in a black industry, yea I bumblebee That dude who saves his money to be put into a family tree Ain't no money like show money b**h Use to play an open mic and make no money b**h Fans f** with the music and they buy it in the stores If they f** with me, then I'm making hoe money b**h (get it) Guess I sold my soul for my pa**ion hoe You just said your better b**h don't play me like a casio I don't even drive a car, I pulled up in a taxi looking flashy with low budget and I still came out with Maxim hoes Put your bars in motion b**h I'm lotion to your ashy flows Make a hater trip, got my overdose on acid flow I practice yo, got my dream for rap like your an athlete flow My heart is on that arctic trip but didn't pack a jacket flow Damn, my momma didn't raise a b**h If you're unaware then that's something that you'll hate to miss Flow high gray like a harvard grad asian kid Haters be my gift and curse, why? cause they make me sick That's motivation, you got your girl up on a leash that's domestication Just watch until I give her mouth to mouth resuscitation And she went up and down the dick call it elevation I'm SUV boy but that don't really mean escalator That's suited up vicious, my abbreviation Trying to make enough cash so I can leave the game and chill with Kendall Jenner on an island free and naked And I ain't f**ing playing To many T.O. kids on the twitter nuts See me up on real life and all their talk is in the dust Say it to my face, I ain't hood that's some real sh** Start it up, I'm going zero to a hundred real quick, real quick [Bridge] Yea, still on my rap to pay the bill sh** But it's better than that salary you deal with Believe me x2 Zero to hundred b**h real quick, real quick Real quick on my independent deal sh** 0 to 100 homie real quick [Verse 2] And everybody tell me where your head at I couldn't tell you more or less it's where the breads at And every ex that brought me down I had to dead that It's work that I need to do, like why pay for these others when the only one to feed is you It's hard to be selfish but don't take me as an evil dude I was never fake but I could see your trues We them dudes flyer than whoever boss up if I don't know you well On the verge of spilling beans with secrets I don't hope to tell I'll send you boys to holy hell Smoke my knowledge, don't inhale Had you tell me that I go nowhere if you ain't hold me down But at look at me, I'm shining hoe Still I rock a casio but I'ma buy a rollie at the right time Get it, whiskey on the rocks, man they ask me where the arizona I had to tell them that things change a lot when you grow up Now clear the smoke clouds, see the person I be If you dont know, then you know now, what Been wanting to apologize to Suss lately But it's looking like our schedules don't match well The cities wondering what's happened to Russ lately He skipped the bullsh** and took it took it to the next level Like I remember, there was this chick named Amanda that called me ugly in the eight grade, I couldn't stand it Insecurities spill, years later sh** has been real Like where the hell is she now, where I am? Chasing a mil and still the city wants to talk About how I try to be Drizzy Like you trying to sound like him, nah I'm trying to sound like a city I'm trying to sound like a kid that you use to make fun of so loud, that use to pay to play but now look at me play these shows out And they say pryde where's your next step I couldn't tell you really And you still messaging me hoping that I'll make it baby RIP my heart like that sh** was made of paper, Southside [Outro] Spending all my days on the northside girl Forgetting who I was on the other side