Joey Bada$$ - Paper Trail$ lyrics

Jo-Vaughn Virginie Scott [Brooklyn, New York. USA.]

[Joey Bada$$ - Paper Trail$ lyrics]

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

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

Sitting back plotting
Jotting information on my nation
Really started from the bottom, boy cotton
But they still planting plantations
We keep buying 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 20 hours
I swear these niggas love to copy
Thanks for listening
The kid ain't been the same since
Biggie smacked me at my christening
Watch what you dishing and
Please play it safe
'Cause your position on the top is
Switching right in front your face
Rock you outta space with rhymes
I'm bustin' out
Keep ducking 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 selling arenas and breaking brackets
Tenants racket, while I'm cracking a Serena
God damn, God bless the heaven that sent you
But now I'm breezing out, baby
Cause my rent's due

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 screaming cream
Who fucking 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 screaming cream
Who fucking 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 everything around me
Cash ruined everything around me, me
Cash ruined everything 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

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

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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