Paper - Troy Ave, Sammy Gambino

Paper, a whole lotta paper

Counting up my blessings dropping ashes on my haters

Smoking on Gelato, feeling like I’m Pablo hahahaha dig a hole nigga die slow

Crawl out, while I ball out when real niggas link up it won’t be no fall out

If I’m really trying to fuck, I tell that bitch call out give her this work and

give her work go get this half a brick of eightballs out (Powder!)

When the real link you best believe there ain’t no fall out

Gambino baby you know I’m finna ball out

Troy Ave peeped the greatness ya’ll know we about to make it

Hate on me for what dawg?

I don’t even say shit!

Sick of being humble like I don’t put in the work

Like we ain’t we come from a jungle, like we ain’t come from the dirt

Niggas thought I was a lame just cause I didn’t play sports

I was in and out of class nigga trying to dodge court

And now I’m cashing knowledge using chips you can’t afford

See them J’s is real cool, but I like these Gucci’s more

Pops ain’t give a damn, pack ya bags bout his grands

Papi wished he stayed around cause now he sees that I’m the man!

And when the money come, I don’t want to get naughty

You wasn’t with me at the bottom, you ain’t about to get a dollar!

I grind till the day where I’m no longer breathing, cause they out here doing

this for all the wrong reasons!

Paper, a whole lotta paper

Counting up my blessings dropping ashes on my haters

Smoking on Gelato, feeling like I’m Pablo hahahaha dig a hole nigga die slow

Crawl out, while I ball out when real niggas link up it won’t be no fall out

If I’m really trying to fuck, I tell that bitch call out give her this work and

give her work go get this half a brick of eightballs out (Powder!)

They didn’t see this coming I made 'em sick to they stomach

I prayed every night so my blessings came in abundance

This ain’t no rap song nigga, this is my life

And if the game is a gamble, fuck it I’ll roll dice

Now throw me in the jungle I survived with the lions

Five seven from my toes, but I move like a giant

I hit the block and hug it, I really be out here thuggin'

Due to the fact that I’m a get it all from nothing!

My father was a hustler and so was my older brother

I know how to treat people, I get that from my mother

So yes, I’m respected and I’m really well connected

So if there’s a problem then you know we gon' check it

Ask G-Baby I don’t give a fuck attitude

I rep it for the love, every block and every avenue

So miss me with the bullshit and try again later

My moms need a crib so I’m focused on the paper!

(Wierdo!)

Paper, a whole lotta paper

Counting up my blessings dropping ashes on my haters

Smoking on Gelato, feeling like I’m Pablo hahahaha dig a hole nigga die slow

Crawl out, while I ball out when real niggas link up it won’t be no fall out

If I’m really trying to fuck, I tell that bitch call out give her this work and

give her work go get this half a brick of eightballs out (Powder!)

Crawl out, while I ball out when real niggas link up it won’t be no fall out

If I’m really trying to fuck, I tell that bitch call out give her this work and

give her work go get this half a brick of eightballs out (Powder!)