homey homie used to save you and you know I used to chase you no matter what I did I always try to face s*** always had a half your face up with them Green dots pointed in a certain direction in fact in my entire mental it wasn't something that was f****** too hard or complex it with simple to keep you on me with as simple as f****** popping up in the morning trying to make yourself look fresh and fading your stashing your style to be straight matching that smile and all the while I was still trying to face the chase the homie named paper what a waste of time it's funny the more that you got the less of the money seems to be important of course it's something that will make the entirety of a life choice and even make people face abortion but of course if we don't do it then we're forced in another way they going to take that portion and there ain't no chorus when you realize it ain't no obstacle course then your mental goes some simple to f****** win and again you want that dub not that L so even the souls are for sale you spoke up to hell just to get prevail and get a little bit of that //paper used to be the homie I would save ya//even when I had to go and waste always had the taste of paper in my mother f****** mind state it was something that was tied to me like fate but as soon as you got tired of me just like a fake he was given to the next n***** that would take that's why I end awake from my own sake I know I can't pretend that the chase to the homie will never end it's understand I am a different man and I understand it's a waste to Chase the paper I was able to flavor of myself with or without the wealth I'm going to take my health and these other m************ don't like it they can go and f*** themselves or just take the basic path and Chase the paper paper and still need my homie now you act like you don't know we got history like books never shook in just a crook for everything I took it was just for the other nook so I can have a taste of glance it just a small chance of getting to spend it with the paper even with you you was always just my hater