Beats Reloaded - Paper (feat. Breana Marin) Lyrics

I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally be somebody in this world
I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally live the life that I deserve
I gotta get to it

This paper ain't gon' make itself
So every morning I be thinking wealth
Super predictable my days'll melt
Blend together start to hate myself
Cuz my situation ain't ideal
I'm holding on
Wish I could break the cycle I've been going on
Where everyday feels like the only one
What did we really do to deserve this
The crowds makes me nervous
Super anxious but I'm super cool on the surface
Hustle til my eyes bleed, out working all who I see
Cuz I don't like where I be
They 'bout to change your IV
If I don't change my ways my family tree gon' stop where I be
I had to leave the shy me, to get that glow inside me
If you don't kill it you don't eat, internalized from ET
You owe you, before you owe me
So get on your dreams and get this money
Don't let em shame you for working they thinking life is funny
They like smelling bummy

I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally be somebody in this world
I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally live the life that I deserve
I gotta get to it

The worst prognosis can knock the wind out
Can test families who really been down
When money ain't flowing she really in doubt
She can't respect a man she earns more than
She's like, who wears the pants now
Egotistical, some spiritual, holier than thou
Never pull nobody up but rather tear another down
I say get your paper right before you invest
Your time in who could be next
It's really 'bout that respect
The bread winner huh
You want it on your shoulders
But maybe it was forced
Because you wasn't chosen
Now you got mouths to feed
And no one's here supporting
And the worlds judging
Feel like the worlds imploding
Had a different plan
You didn't want this for them
Had it mapped out
You was looking forward
Now you tapped out
But still pressing forward
Now you focused on the mission and you know it