Matt Solo - Paper Chasin lyrics

Produced by Menace] [Engineering by Colton "Hiro" Bonine] [Verse 1] Young sinner, livin' wild in the this chaotic environment Shawty slides down the pole, want so much more than the life she in Bunch of old men focused where they sliding them dollars at For the rent, or the kids he smiling hard as she walk him back I can't judge her I ain't no better though posted wit k**as Rollin' them swishers back to back, for homies pouring out liquor Holdin' my pistol don't try me, in my zone and I'm rowdy And my dome kinda cloudy, homies been blowin that loudy Not me, I just be posted up, out here where they locin cuz I'm really a joker but, no fear if approaching cuz My flow so emotional, my trust f**ed up though My bro told me no love, hit guts and just duck hoes Still I'm tryin' be a better man for really, y'all don't hear me I admit it, i'ma menace, God forgive me I repent it Jus a heathen lost in my ways, from following wolves Disguised as sheep, lost in a maze, of probable crooks [Hook] They sayin' boy whatchu doin?, lordy you ain't learned a thing You must love bein stupid, out here Hangin' wit them gangs Ain't no future on that corner, you gon lose sellin' them d** When you do, just know i warned you bout you givin' devils trust But I'm just paper chasin' Chasin' tryin' get it fa sho While others out here waitin' Waitin' for what I don't know I'm jus paper chasin' [Verse 2] Coming straight outta Babylon, felon wit fire arm Walking canvas of battle scars, from hell where they write em off I'm there rather right or wrong, for my fam im'a rider "dog!" Pull up right beside ya car and bust shots at all of y'all 423 sh** ya b**h, we totin' 40's inside the mall Ain't me creepin' on sh**, it's them hoes that's beside ya "dog!" Snakes all inside ya yard, I'd watch my f**in' back If I was you cause ain't no tellin' how they rockin' now in Chatt You put your dick in that b**h, not your trust mothaf**a You couldn't resist wit that lick, now you stuck mothaf**a Look at the friends in ya click, they ain't gon bust fa ya s**a I ain't gon b**h at ya sh**, just best of luck mothaf**a I know the game, front, back, and to the sides I ain't gon post up wit them phonies full of lies I only post up wit them homies down to ride Come through and scope gon see my homies down to die sh** is live! [Hook] They sayin' boy whatchu doin?, lordy you ain't learned a thing You must love bein stupid, out here Hangin' wit them gangs Ain't no future on that corner, you gon lose sellin' them d** When you do, just know i warned you bout you givin' devils trust But I'm just paper chasin' Chasin' tryin' get it fa sho While others out here waitin' Waitin' for what I don't know I'm jus paper chasin' [Verse 3] Livin' like the devil out here roamin' on my lost sh** Scripture mighty helpful, down here posted on my nonsense 14 missed calls, manager just tryin' talk sh** Tryin' calm me down, know I'm wylin' tired of all this f** that I ain't got sh** to say, pour another cup of that henny straight f**ed up flying down 58, don't know where I'm goin' jus gettin' away Ridin round the whole city hollering at b**hes Bumpin kevin gates cause that Khaza hittin' Pistol in the ride, livin' wrong as biggie Pumpin' on the breaks, cause the laws is tricky I'm just tryin' fix my life, before I crash it tragically I sit wit my pen and write, the poems of a casualty Lately i been feeling like that low down devil after me I just keep on reading focused Lord don't let him capture me Police on that bullsh**, mane don't let em blast it Forgive me for that pulpit, remaining with my absence Forgive me for that pulpit remaining with my absence