Paper Trading Lyrics

You ain't 168'N , what the fuck is you doing

Unh, ride

Unh, ride

Unh, ride, look

Ride, look, yo

You not me and I'm not you

Let's keep it like that

You like it, I love it

For you, I prefer swinging the AC

The NSX, not the Benz

Is where my mind state at

The beamer cool, but that's for bro

He perfecting the sketch

Mapping out on the papers

All the Forex bets

You gon' get it right, bro

Hold lil' mama down

Porsche out in Miami

Park in Pompano

Drop the top 360 cam

catching the view

I told you when I brought it out

These is manifest tools

Gotta feel, touch, and taste

Oh, it's coming real soon

Closed on the multi

I was tired of basement views

It's more than 19 windows on the crib

It's costing a few

Disagreements with my dad

But I love that dude

OG gon' be OG

I was bred for this loot

My mom gave me heart

Nana taught me work ethic fool

I beat the sun to work in the morning

Skin on book, vacation soon

Look, we goin' up

I just need you to hold it down

All we got is us

In this circle, period now

First of the month, like Bone Thugs

Wake up and get it now

Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up

Look, look, we goin' up

I just need you to hold it down

All we got is us

In this circle, period now

First of the month, like Bone Thugs

Wake up and get it now

Wake up, wake up, wake up

Gon' get it, gon' get it now