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

[silkk the
it's a trip what 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)
through the hood in somethin' tight
Like the coupe that's
Have niggas starin' while they glarin'
I hit tha block(woo shit)
On my way to check me a grip
It's that time
I got my upon my nine
Plus my money be on my
Stay away these niggas
That be shady like a
I try to show 'em
And get ta thinkin' can be me
But a nigga I'll you
If I to(why? )
Because rules(damn)

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Another day dollar
I'm all about that an power
And if ya feel me then
If you you's a coward
I'm all about tha dollar bills that I
It's a day another
dolla another day

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

[silkk the
i'ma g nigga like all tha way
So nigga they just fall away
(talkin' shit)
And still like hardaway
I do more pimpin' scottie
A fuckin' violent,
Plus I'm silent, so you a nigga a 'bout it
(whassup, whassup)
And of these niggas show
don't 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
gangsta shit(like that)
See if I had a
For ever told me they gonna major
Shit, I be
Kinda had ons
gold thangs spinnin' like some diamonds
With my clique behind me
Nigga you know, where to find me
tryin' to get a buck,
Comeup on the cut the taz hit
But I been in this game so
Shit, I done it
By any
The fiends, the more green I have
I just kick
And them, go out and get tha cash
And I laugh(ha ha ha ha)
I'm all about my paper

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

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