歌曲歌詞
Oh it's Plies again I chase paper
I just had somebody come up to me and ask me I chase paper
What do you do for a living sir I chase paper What you told 'em
I told 'em I chase paper what da f**k do you do I chase paper
If you wanna know what my occupation is homie
I chase paper I chase paper
I chase paper I chase paper
I chase paper I chase paper
I chase paper I chase paper
I chase paper I chase paper
I chase paper I chase paper
I chase paper I chase paper
I chase paper I chase paper I chase paper
Hustle now sleep when I'm dead
Niggas with paper they go fed
Grandma told me that's where I'm headin'
Gon' chase paper can't be scared
All I know I won't beg
Owe me paper I want my bread
Don't wanna pay I want your head
Yoppa loaded under my bed
Gon' chase paper 'til I'm dead
How much paper it's gon' take
Just for me to be straight
Me to be rich I can't wait
All I do is paper chase
I won't got time I can't wait
'Cause I need millions on my plate
I chase paper all day
I chase paper I chase paper
I chase paper I chase paper
I chase paper I chase paper
I chase paper I chase paper
I chase paper I chase paper
I chase paper I chase paper
I chase paper I chase paper
I chase paper I chase paper I chase paper
Wake up early lookin' for a check
'Til I get rich I can't rest
Broke and black now that's stress
Wanna break bread wit' me be my guest
When I got paper I'm at my best
Only money can fix my mess
Tired of Chevy's I want jets
All I need is one big lick
I want now I won't next
I want paper he don't want shit
I want mansions he want a bitch
That's the last thang on my list
Without paper I am sick
Paper ain't there I want it
I chase paper 'til I quit
The mo' I hustle the mo' I get
I chase paper I chase paper
I chase paper I chase paper
I chase paper I chase paper
I chase paper I chase paper
I chase paper I chase paper
I chase paper I chase paper
I chase paper I chase paper
I chase paper I chase paper I chase paper
I lost it all I almost cried
Can't sleep I got bags under my eyes
I need paper f**k bein' tied
I need paper mo' than I do a wife
If I go broke I would die
Hustle longer than nine to five
Can't be broke got too much pride
What's after broke suicide
Been chasin' paper all my life
They hatin' on me that's alright
I need haters they my high
Easy gettin' the mo' you try
Paper chaser that is I
Hundred mil' still won't retire
My brother in prison chasin' it now
Say I won't chase paper that's a lie
I chase paper I chase paper
I chase paper I chase paper
I chase paper I chase paper
I chase paper I chase paper
I chase paper I chase paper
I chase paper I chase paper
I chase paper I chase paper
I chase paper I chase paper I chase paper
Oh I know all about chasin' paper brah
Three albums in sixteen months homie
I'm all about chasin' paper
This how we comin' out the gates homie
Da REAList in stores December 16th
What time it is brah
5:22 in the mornin' brah am
Either they hatin' or they tryna be just like me man