Verah - Paper lyrics

[Intro] People pay paper for People pay paper for People pay paper for, dammit They can't stand it, they want something new, dammit What people pay paper for, dammit What people pay paper for, dammit What people pay paper for, dammit They can't stand it, they want something new [Verse] OK, let's put pen to paper I'm an instrumental maker But the day I meet my maker He'll be proud of what I'm making All these kids know what I'm saying 'Cause their ambitions is vacant So I'm drawing inspiration From this blank a** piece of paper I'm bank man's worst nightmare 'Cause I'm coming for their paper I'm Gok Wan with the girls But I don't draw blanks baby I'm a ba*tard with my attitude And my manner is kinda rude And I don't know who told you But I ain't spitting on no interludes I'll spit a 96 'Cause its what they all pay for Montana Morris on the beat But it's not what they came for They came to see me So it would be shameful If I didn't go hard On a little track called ‘Paper' Used the same sample twice But who's really to blame for it You won't see this on iTunes But I'm still getting paid for it I'm still getting girls names for it I'm still getting girls naked I'm still getting Timberlake Song money And I get laid for it And I know you can't face me But its cool I ain't mad bro ‘Cause I don't watch no face And your face would be sad bro Think of all the b**hes, all the f**ing riches You could have had bro I'm living your life right now And for that I'm glad bro I'm nice bro, I give thanks bro But you see me as a zero Though I ain't nobody's hero I'm a boss man like Ebro And I'm getting all this paper And I don't know what to do with it all Yeah I guess I'ma start shooting Check the movements like Bale I was fullback, now I'm up front Bur don't be such a b**h, too soft Don't such a f**ing c*nt When I attack you with my words ‘Cause it's f**ing No More Words I use adjectives and verbs These are now no normal words These are documented It's an imprint of Cov City's main misfit Cov City got k**ed last night And I'm the main culprit What, no b**h, it's simple I k**ed them people casually They was calling for the cavalry But there was 0.casualties I hear them calling for my f**ing head I know they want n***a dead ‘Cause they way that I'm spitting fire Smoke in my f**ing breath And am I to blame For all the world's problems If I caused global warring Then surely I could solve it right Damn I just made another masterpiece First was The Voyager But the voyage just silenced me Damn I like creative hearts ‘Cause my ex girl and my ex girl And my ex were all artists But my current girl is best She has double-D cup breasts And she give dope a** brains With the gold on her neck She puts the gold down Then she puts me on her neck Then I move down You know what's next Don't dot i's, don't cross t's And I don't put pen to paper But the day I meet my maker He'll be proud of what I'm making All these kids know what I'm saying 'Cause their ambitions is vacant So I'm drawing inspiration From this blank a** piece of paper, I'm done [Outro] What people pay paper for, dammit What people pay paper for, dammit Became the hood favourites I can't even explain it, I surprised myself too