I wake up in the mornin' get this paper
While I'm steady on my grind not tryin' to chase ya
But you been on my mind for some time now
And I been trippin' lately, but that's not my style
You got me doin' things that I shouldn't do
Feelin' types of crazy I never knew
Tried to toy with me, play me like a fool
Tried to f*ck with me, but I played you too
I'd rather get paid, than to stay and get played...
She's lookin' in the mirror feelin' lovely
She's lookin' in the mirror feelin' lovely
She's all about the paper, sippin' bubbly
She's all about that cash, paper, money