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KXNG Crooked
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I've been on the grind since I can remember 365 from January until December This elevation that is taking place to the sky I'm on a motherf**king paper chase, do or die Who am I? I rip stages like pages Wanna book me? You gotta pay for that State facts, charge your cover You'll make your paper back and then some I put in more work than a toolkit, to the bullsh*t I've been numb Gotta keep my mind full of peace, I gotta increase my income I'm always focused on mine People who entertain drama arе the brokest you'll find I'm one of thе dopest to rhyme and you will know this in time Gotta get my paper right, day and night, so I can shine And everything is not okay In time we say we'll find a way Before we slave, I like the way I let the paper lead my way Things might get crazy in time But I'm always focused and worried on mine They be talking slick but my money is time So I don't got time to be reading they lines Every script is on paper, oh oh oh oh And I'ma get paper, oh oh oh oh Young hustler get paper, oh oh oh oh Even if they b*t*h you want papers, papers, papers Think about it like this man, some of y'all had a foundation I was raised in the quicksand, so hungry, looking like a stick While my mama talking to the rent man He want every damn cent, and We ain't got it, now I'm feeling like we ain't 'posed to be here Like I snuck in VIP without no wristband The big plan: either I'ma be a killa on the streets or on the beats Either way I be a hitman Gotta chase my rap dreams, sick of wearing these wack jeans Sick of sitting on the bus stop with the crack fiends, I'm a black king I'ma stack green, I got hustle in my veins just like a vaccine That's the cure for the bad things, kept rapping 'til I had cream Climbing up the ladder, lining up the data, I don't have to figure out a caper Even though I don't write nothing down I don't ever rap without the paper And everything is not okay In time we say we'll find a way Before we slave, I like the way I let the paper lead my way Things might get crazy in time But I'm always focused and worried on mine They be talking slick but my money is time So I don't got time to be reading they lines Every script is on paper, oh oh oh oh And I'ma get paper, oh oh oh oh Young hustler get paper, oh oh oh oh Even if they b*t*h you want papers, papers, papers This life's a struggle But you gotta rise up against the odds I went from living in madness to being in the midst of Gods Everyone who listen nods, but don't think when you get applause That means they wanna see you win Gotta watch for the ones who walk around with facades These opportunists show fake love and fake smiles Waiting for you to give 'em an inch so they can take miles They hate while you grind for the paper you chase now People are slithering cause they can't stand on their own two feet these snakes foul Well f**k em, focus on finding ways to be making mail And they can fail, trying to follow you on yo paper trail They're taking Ls, fake and frail, steadily hate and wail I'ma keep doing my thang and making sales And everything is not okay In time we say we'll find a way Before we slave, I like the way I let the paper lead my way Things might get crazy in time But I'm always focused and worried on mine They be talking slick but my money is time So I don't got time to be reading they lines Every script is on paper, oh oh oh oh And I'ma get paper, oh oh oh oh Young hustler get paper, oh oh oh oh Even if they b*t*h you want papers, papers, papers Things might get crazy in time But I'm always focused and worried on mine They be talking slick but my money is time So I don't got time to be reading they lines Every script is on paper, paper, paper, paper
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