Vybe Beatz - Papa Chasin' lyrics

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Vybe Beatz - Papa Chasin' lyrics

[Intro: E Sosa] Singing:La-da-da-da-la-la Do it for me and real n***as like me Early Everyday n***a cash addict CA 8 o'clock the latest I get up shorty Yeah cause [Hook: E Sosa] You know that I be Papa chasing That Sack I'm racing I'm going crazy Gotta get it Its no luck It's my ambition Paper chasing My palms sweating My fingers itching Go n get it No time for wasting Anticipating I be Paper chasing I am Paper chasing If he Don't grind That n***a hating Don't want relations U can catch a n***a Paper chasing I'm paper chasing You know that boy be paper chasing Paper chasing Paper chasing Paper chasing [ Verse 1: E Sosa ] f** you n***as pay me My situation My inspiration n***a stayed down with that grind Until it manifested Time invested No matter where u place me Swear I won't complacent Sex, money, weed It's crazy My life is ah sensation Gotta gamble though My odds low My eyes low My grind mode On Rambo With extra ammo f** these n***as N f** these jokes I'll wear the same clothes See they don't get it If you ain't on that grind though Stay down Ten toes Talking limbo Now You lower than ah limbo Up in a lambo Paper chasing Turned me to a savage Straight animal So f** these haters f** the opps and cops And n***a f** them hoes [Hook: E Sosa] You know that I be Papa chasing That Sack I'm racing I'm going crazy Gotta get it Its no luck It's my ambition Paper chasing My palms sweating My fingers itching Go n get it No time for wasting Anticipating I be Paper chasing I am Paper chasing If he Don't grind That n***a hating Don't want relations U can catch a n***a Paper chasing I'm paper chasing You know that boy be paper chasing Paper chasing Paper chasing Paper chasing [ Verse 2: E Sosa ] Put my blood,sweat ,and tears All up in a f**ing verse So if a n***a told one lie Then Have me lying in my Hearst I hear them Slick hating throwing shots But I don't see no holes So if you ain't going k** me n***a n***a let me murk this verse Cause I don't get mad I get money f** these dummies Talking new cash b**h I'm older than these hundreds I will Paper chase T'ill my mother f**ing ankle break Hold check my paper weight Paper Chase so Much Can't let the paper wait Stay down Stay blessed GOD the best And I got now f** I care who got next Product of my environment Turned me to a different breed Boy I'm staying up until my eyes bleed Boy f** that sleep ! [Hook: E Sosa] You know that I be Papa chasing That Sack I'm racing I'm going crazy Gotta get it Its no luck It's my ambition Paper chasing My palms sweating My fingers itching Go n get it No time for wasting Anticipating I be Paper chasing I am Paper chasing If he Don't grind That n***a hating Don't want relations U can catch a n***a Paper chasing I'm paper chasing You know that boy be paper chasing Paper chasing Paper chasing Paper chasing

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