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Yeah, t-r-u, all the paper chase
Young silkk, to take y'all foos on a journey

[silkk the
Seems it's a trip niggas 'll do
For a in this day and age
See I be to get paid and
Keep my game sharper a fade (like that)
Ridin' through the hood in tight
Like the that's dropped
Have them niggas while they glarin'
I hit tha block(woo shit)
On my way to check me a motherfuckin'
It's that time
I got my hand my nine
Plus my money be on my
Stay away these niggas
be shady like a tree
I try to show 'em
And get ta thinkin' can be me
But a nigga blast you
If I to(why? )
cash rules(damn)

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Another day another
I'm all about money an power
And if ya feel me holla
If you can't a coward
I'm all about tha dollar bills that I
It's a day dolla
Another another day

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Dolla
Dolla dolla dolla y'all... x3
Dolla bill
Dolla dolla bill
Dolla dolla bill y'all

[silkk the
Bitch i'ma g nigga all tha way
So nigga they betta fall away
(talkin' shit)
And still like hardaway
I do pimpin' than scottie
A fuckin' violent,
Plus I'm silent, so you know a nigga a it
(whassup, whassup)
And of these niggas show
They understand
Cause if I die or
Go to the pen(uh huh)
huh, i'ma be tha man(damn)
And I be to hop in
Some shit(like that)
See if I had a
For ever nigga told me gonna major
Shit, I be
Kinda had ons
gold thangs spinnin' like some diamonds
With my clique right me
Nigga you know, just where to me
tryin' to get a buck,
Comeup on the cut the taz hit
But I been in this game so
Shit, I mastered it
By any
The more fiends, the green I have
I just kick
And watch them, go out and get tha
And I laugh(ha ha ha ha)
I'm just all about my

[silkk the
I stay tru to tha
Even if I a mill'
that's the only place I can go
When I'm broke and I keeps it
You besta
How I be my mail(what? )
it be sun out,
Rain, snow, sleet, or
You I gots to, watch my back
And be shure black
(they fuck with you)
Beacause a proven fact(what? )
some of these hoes jack(tell 'em)
I stay and be major
They
how can I have a grip
And only be a
You know they can't me
But they will try(nah they can't fuck you)
Even though I a vest
And two straps you i'ma still die(damn)
But until then I'm 'bout my paper
Cause ain't no turnin'
And ain't no that(savin' that)
Can't nothin' with me
So I guess I'll be a g
And need for cryin' over me

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Heh, young
T-r-u, heh, we 'bout money
Tha paper chase you know what I'm
Breakin' bread, it's all
We all 'bout tha
Dividends, dollars, mulah, money,
Or the fuck you wanna call it