Paper Trail$

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Joey Bada$$ - Rap, Conscious Rap

Paper Trail$

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[Scratches] Money ain't a thing if I got it Mo—mo—mo—mo—mo Money ain't a thing if I got it Money—Money [Chorus] Before the money there was love But before the money it was tough Then came the money through a plug It's a shame this ain't enough, yo [Verse 1] Sittin' back plottin', jottin' information on my nation Really started from the bottom, boy cotton But they still plantin' plantations, we keep buyin' in Closed-minded men, pride is higher than the prices on your Pradas and Balenciagas Balance my saga with the Henny agua Me and my niggas tryna eat, you pussies empanada The flow like plenty lava, with just a penny I could Multiply my worth and make you work for me for twenty hours I swear these niggas love to copy, thanks for listening The kid ain't been the same since Biggie smacked me at my christenin' Watch what you dishin' and please play it safe 'Cause your position on the top is switchin' right in front your face Rock you outta space with rhymes, I'm bustin' out Keep duckin' down, got some missiles now, headed for your house So put the pistols down, got that red dot on your nose Who booked the clown? I lock jaws like a blue nose, foes Keep your mouth closed or you can see the solar I got connections that guaranteed to see closed doors You hear that underground sonar The way I flows then switch them, the Pros been on a mission, listen Enter the chamber, get hyperbolic They raisin' MACs, I raise stakes to keep them brolic My visions is macrocosmic, pass the chronic The mastered sonics is light years above your conscious You're novice, but I got notes that strike nerves I promise your minds ain't sharp like my swords So cut the BS, and don't worry where my jeans is And PS, "Your bitch a genius, learned from my penis, I got" Dreams sellin' arenas and breaking brackets Tenants racket, while I'm crackin' a Serena God damn, God bless the heaven that sent you But now I'm breezing out, baby, cause my rent's due [Verse 2] Shit is really real out here I said shit is really real out here (It ain't easy) Yeah, just tryna get a deal out here (Word) (Money ain't a thing if I got it) Yo I'm screamin' cream, who fuckin' with the rap supreme? Joey Bad and Big Preem came to collect the green I got a dollar and a dream, know what I mean? And I gotta get my mama off the scene I'm screamin' cream, who fuckin' with the rap supreme? Joey Bad and Big Preem came to collect the green I got a dollar and a dream, know what I mean? And I gotta get my mama off the scene (Joey Badass) 'Cause cash ruined everythin' around me Cash ruined everythin' around me, me Cash ruined everythin' around me (Won't sign to no major if no wager) (Money ain't a thing) They say money is the root of all evil I see money as the route of all people 'Cause we all follow paper trails, paper trails And everybody gotta pay their bills, pay their bills (It ain't easy) They say money is the root of all evil I see money as the route of all people 'Cause we all follow paper trails, paper trails And everybody gotta pay their bills, pay their bills, hey [Bridge] It's the dollar dollar bill, y'all It's the dollar dollar bill, it's the dollar bill that kills, y'all It's the dollar dollar bill, y'all It's the dollar dollar bill, it's the dollar bill that kills, y'all It's the dollar dollar bill, y'all It's the dollar dollar bill, it's the dollar bill that kills, y'all It's the dollar dollar bill, y'all It's the dollar dollar bill, it's the dollar bill that kills [Chorus] Before the money it was love But before the money it was tough Then came the money through a plug It's a shame this ain't enough

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Credits

Writers
  • Isaac Hayes
  • David Porter
  • Raekwon
  • Method Man
  • Inspectah Deck
  • RZA
  • Joey Bada$$
  • DJ Premier