K-Rino - All About My Paper lyrics

I hit the streets with about
50 CDs inside a box
And work the same cuts as a
Hustler tryna move 50 rocks
I watch crack go for 10
So I don't have to think twice
And they fiend for mine too so I
Sell 'em at the same price
Hustlers support me and best believe
That I support them back
With words that elevate them up
Out of the game, i taught them that
Installing my ways
Spreading knowledge so they won't
Fall in the maze balling for days
The ghetto quarterback calling the plays
The Laws roll up but they fly like birds do
'cause when you ask to see some ID
I'ma ask for yours too
Then continue and chase that hot
Dollar 'cause I want it

And I wouldn't give a damn if
Charles Manson face was on it understand
Understand that I'm all about my paper
Situations about to make me pull a caper
Let it be known I'm always paper chasing
Violate us and a mob is what your facing

I change my name to Dictionary 'cause
I rip so many words
They call my partner Middle Finger 'cause
He flip so many birds
And he ain't never been to jail but
It's only a matter of time
Before the ladder you climb play out and
The court system shatter your mind
Fought with my wicked side and
Let it rise above me
Lay my battles on a prayer rug and
Let Allah fight it 'em for me
Seen him transfer from a boss
Into a stool pigeon
Now you're spending years living in
Prison tryna find religion, uh
Your game was stale, many tried many failed
25 with an L, then he died in his cell
He got a grip of paper, not a penny spent
He in jail should have quit
But 1 time too many was when
He went to the well
I went broke and got a 9-to-5, had to try
Somebody said, "You got a CD out
Why you working?" "'Cause you ain't buying"
2 tracking but still stacking
Accumulating wealth
And these unit's gon' move if I
Got to buy 'em up myself so understand

Understand that I'm all about my paper
Situations about to make me pull a caper
Let it be known I'm always paper chasing
Violate us and a mob is what your facing

If you front me 10 G's I'ma bring you 20 back
That's what I told my homeboy
Who was slinging plenty crack
He said it ain't no thing I'll
Drop a 100 in your lap
Man, if I touch that kind of loot
Then I ain't eat much scholar rap
I just make some good investments
I advise you to do the same
This to the flame
He said I wasn't true to the game
He said I guess you right because I'm
Not true the system got you
He waited until I got through, he said
"You pumping but what about "
You making music
Every year you come out with something new
But every take you drop
You need somebody to invest money in you
So you claim I'm getting set up
What you claim might be true
But, if the system pimping me then
It's pimping your ass too
Mine is legal though homeboy
You see I'm using the skill in my dome
I chilling at home
I ain't on the cut killing my own he said
"To each his own" and fires up a joint
We agreed to disagree but still
Agreed on one point and what was that?

Understand that I'm all about my paper
Situations about to make me pull a caper
Let it be known I'm always paper chasing
Violate us and a mob is what your facing