Paper Route

Roll camera and action

Why she keep on textin' me, say, "Put the time in"?

With all this paper, I ain't stoppin' out the side wing

You know you stuck inside that ground where you decline friends

Yeah, it's too late for you to sign in

You know how many in my circle win if I win?

Bet they wish that they woulda never let my guys in

You know you stuck inside that ground where you decline friends

It's too late for you to sign in

Yeah, well connected

You can't do too much about it, but respect it

I keep runnin' to this money, that's my fetish

They keep comin' times I wonder where my head went, yeah

Okay, the six tape summers, they ran up numbers (Yeah)

Was like the money easy like okay, see Gunna (Yeah)

Love songs really got bitches singin', "I love you"

My trust gone, I ain't even pickin' up for my cousin

Okay, my baby Sportrock, she plant above my seat (Yeah)

My juvenile, hot boy, five hundred degrees (Yeah)

And what's new? Countin' me out and made 'em believe

And guess who flood the name out and now can't breathe

Yeah, well connected

Give a **** 'bout what the broke niggas suggestin'

Compound interest, got my interest in investments

Road to riches, bitch, I still ain't hit my exit yet

Why she keep on textin' me, say, "Put the time in"?

With all this paper, I ain't stoppin' out the side wing

You know you stuck inside that ground where you decline friends

Yeah, it's too late for you to sign in

You know how many in my circle win if I win?

Bet they wish that they woulda never let my guys in

You know you stuck inside that ground where you decline friends

It's too late for you to sign in

Tony

Escobar on her

With the candle in

Yeah, I got some ones on me

VC fund Tony

If you see me by myself, I got a gun on me

Don't my wrist look like a disco ball at prom, don't it? (Don't it?)

When you mention me, just speak about the evolution

Women sellin' pussy, can't invest in prostitution

With the bug came to me, that Neiman Marcus booster

When you rich, your pillow case surroundin' that Medusa (Yeah)

Yeah, I like it when it's tight, but I'ma make it looser

Ran a hundred through the counter and let that seduce her (Yeah)

Young Mansa Musa, got a gold toilet bowl to take a number deuce in

Got too much ego and pride to even call a truce

I take a shroom, go on a trip and it was all inclusive (Mm)

My old lady plucked my strings and it was all acoustic

Hangin' with Dallas, tell some chicks I don't eat at Houston, mm

Why she keep on textin' me, say, "Put the time in"? (Yeah)

With all this paper, I ain't stoppin' out the side wing (Yeah), yeah

You know you stuck inside that ground where you decline friends

Yeah, it's too late for you to sign in (Yeah)

You know how many in my circle win if I win? (Yeah, yeah)

Bet they wish that they woulda never let my guys in (Uh)

You know you stuck inside that ground where you decline friends (Yeah)

It's too late for you to sign in