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Jaz - Paper lyrics

[Hook]
It's all about the paper
When I was broke all them b**hes said see you later
Now that I'm up, n***as asking me for favors
I know shorty might be bad but I can't date her
Nahh, nah, nah
It's all about the paper
When I was broke all them b**hes said see you later
Now that I'm up, n***as asking me for favors
I know shorty might be bad but I can't date her
Nahh, nah, nah

[Verse 1]
It's all about the paper
Yes young Jaz, I'm a young money maker
And I'm running through the bandz
So I'll see yall n***as later
And I'm balling on these n***as
Like I'm playing for the Lakers
Have you ever seen a Glock 40 with the laser
Smoking on a waz till the face different flavor
And when I step out rocking all designers different layers
Shorty f**ing with me now cuz she know I'm getting majors
Shorty f**ing with me now cuz she know I'm getting on
Use to call a n***a wack now she bumping every song
Use to call a n***a wack now she calling when I'm gone
If a n***a got a problem, call her friend she got em gone

[Hook]
It's all about the paper
When I was broke all them b**hes said see you later
Now that I'm up, n***as asking me for favors
I know shorty might be bad but I can't date her
Nahh, nah, nah
It's all about the paper
When I was broke all them b**hes said see you later
[Lyrics from: https:/lyrics.az/jaz/-/paper.html]
Now that I'm up, n***as asking me for favors
I know shorty might be bad but I can't date her
Nahh, nah, nah

[Verse 2]
It's all about the bandz, use to flip a couple of Grams
Now I'm rapping for the fans and I'm turned up with my mans
Every day feels like a gem
Free my n***as out the can
Use to rock them dirty Vans
Now I'm taking trips to France
Now I'm multi breaking packs
With my day one n***a cash
Add it up we let it stack
n***as hating that's a fact
Tell them n***as to relax
Cuz I got hitters in the back
Feel no ways they let it clap
Run up on you with no mask
Keep a tooli in my lap
In the beamer going fast
I got 200 on the dash
n***as saying that they up
But these n***as really trash
n***as saying that they trap running through their mommas laps

[Hook]
It's all about the paper
When I was broke all them b**hes said see you later
Now that I'm up, n***as asking me for favors
I know shorty might be bad but I can't date her
Nahh, nah, nah
It's all about the paper
When I was broke all them b**hes said see you later
Now that I'm up, n***as asking me for favors
I know shorty might be bad but I can't date her
Nahh, nah, nah

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