Paper Cuts 2014 Lyrics

I ain't gon fold and do it yall way

Said that way back up in them hallways

Always, been about the money, nigga yall late

Niggas used to print money

Yall pay, All day

Counterfeit the bills and flip em all day (Ooo)

Counterfeit them bills and flip em all day (Ooo Woo)

Counterfeit the bills and flip em all day

Lotta cold lessons learned the hard way

People that hold you down could hold you down the wrong way

People that love you now, just might be gon the next day

When them fake ones round just duck em

When them real ones round just love

Free my lil bro up out the Chain Gang

Young King Deezy need a real chain mane

Look me in my eyes I show you real pain

We was supposed flip this to Billi gah damn

Hoe don't get it twisted I ain't dolo

Bread taste better when you break it with the folks

Minks at the fight sitting in the front rows

You gon go farther when yo team got some goals (Ooo)

You gon go farther when yo team got some

I ain't gon fold and do it yall way

Said that way back up in them hallways

Always, been about the money, nigga yall late

Niggas used to print money

Yall pay, All day

Counterfeit the bills and flip em all day (Ooo)

Counterfeit them bills and flip em all day (Ooo Woo)

Counterfeit the bills and flip em all day

We done got a lotta paper cuts

Fuckin round getting this paper up

Pray the lord just clear a way for us

These devils trynna fuck it up

And I ain't trippin off the fame too much

Just trynna get this money up

Said I ain't tripping of the fame too much

I already got the love

Waring like Warren my brothas getting they stocks up

Waring with Hoody niggas best get they Glocks up

Give a fuck if I'm locked up

Give a fuck if you chalked up

Protecting my people

Protecting all my blood

I keep this shit boxed up

You get yo ass

I ain't gon fold and do it yall way

Said that way back up in them hallways

Always, been about the money, nigga yall late

Niggas used to print money

Yall pay, All day

Counterfeit the bills and flip em all day (Ooo)

Counterfeit them bills and flip em all day (Ooo Woo)

Counterfeit the bills and flip em all day

We done got a lotta paper cuts

Fuckin round getting this paper up

Pray the lord just clear a way for us

These devils trynna fuck it up

And I ain't trippin off the fame too much

Just trynna get this money up

Said I ain't tripping of the fame too much

I already got the love