Cassidy - I Get My Paper lyrics

Cassidy the problem, c'mon!
All my people out there, gettin that cake man
Take somethin out your pocket
And put it in the air like this
Put it in the air like this
And say some shit like this, c'mon

I get my paper on my block
I get my paper from my block
I get my paper ALL THE
Time i keep tellin you~!
I get my paper on my block
I get my paper from my block
I get my paper all the time I keep tellin you

Look if you deal coke and you still broke
Start grindin more homes
Cause I'mma drug conniseur homes
In the hood good jobs is hard
To find like dinosaur bones
I'm tryin to start shinin more homes
That's why I make 'em hurry up and
Buy like that china store homes
Cause they'll give you time for a
Dime or more of stones
And tellin ain't my twist
I ain't that kind of boy homes
But a lot of niggas singin
Like the Commodores homes
I'm ridin when it's time for war homes
The chrome on my hip
Can flip a fully grown dinosaur homes
I'm the kind of boy known to split
Domes when I pop the Taurus
I spray rounds that could
Lay down a tyrannosaurus
My mind like a thesaurus
I'mma shine regardless
My brain a dictionary
Lames I'm quick to bury
I spit scriptures and put
Pictures on obituaries
So get your own sound or hustle a home now
Nigga!

Yeah! E'ry bar that I write like
A brick of that hard white
I've truly been blessed
It's a gift from the Lord Christ
But yo if you livin the hard life
You can't get back the hand you was dealt
So play your cars right
They say you ain't promised tomorrow right?
(Nope) so I stay in the street
Like a deer that stay in that car lights
With the high beams on and the fog lights lit
I get, my lean on on some BARS type shit
Until, my cream gone I'mma ball like this
In my all white tee and my all white kicks
And I still toss the white on the
Strip that's why I floss like this
With the frostbite wrist cause
We all quite rich, i love this life!
I threw different color ice
In my cross like Swizz
And all I give broads is hard type
Dick have 'em twirlin they tongue
Yeah I know I got a girl and a son, but umm
It's a man's world and I'm as
Thorough as they come - WHAT?!

Yeah! I'm from a block where
Niggas get it poppin at
Where cats is known for boxin and poppin gats
But you gotta aim low when you poppin that
Cause that hot shit got kick
Like a soccer match
I'm from where the M-1's
And the choppers at
Feel me where you can come
To go gun shoppin at you rockin plaque
Got your chain with the watch to match
Watch your back if you go and
You ain't got your gat
Cats'll jack your pop he ain't got a strap
Cats'll rob your mom if she got a stack
Cause niggas tryin to get paid
And niggas not tryin to get waged
When they rockin the stockin cap
Round the way they got gourmet pots of crack
And you would spend like 24
For a block of that
My niggas tryin to get the cheese
But no not the rat
I'm from a block where snitchin
Ain't a option at