I Get My Paper Lyrics
| Song | I Get My Paper |
| Artist | Cassidy |
| Artist | Swizz Beatz |
| Album | B.A.R.S. The Barry Adrian Reese Story |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Bell, Epstein | |
| (feat. Angie Stone) | |
| [Intro: Cassidy] | |
| Whose side are you leanin' on? | |
| I'm leanin' on the Lord's side | |
| I lean, I lean, I lean, I lean | |
| I'm leanin' on the Lord's side | |
| [Chorus: Angie Stone] | |
| Whose side are you leanin' on? | |
| I'm leanin' on the Lord's side | |
| I lean, I lean, I lean, I lean | |
| I'm leanin' on the Lord's side [x2] | |
| [Verse 1:] | |
| Here's a story about a youngin' that started off strugglin' | |
| He didn't like his life so he started off hustlin' | |
| He was doin good in the hood with the cane | |
| Whole hood knew his name, he had neighborhood fame | |
| Now he stays dressed up | |
| Just copped the fresh trucks | |
| Stepped his rep up, plus he stepped his connect up | |
| But guess what, he don't even mess with his old niggas | |
| They hatin' cause he makin' more money those niggas | |
| So one day when he was chillin on the block, dealin' rock | |
| Tryin' to make a killin' on the block | |
| Some dudes came, masks down, told him lay his ass down | |
| Then they blasts rounds and started fillin' him with shots | |
| He can't feel his legs, got grazed in his head yo | |
| He might be paralyzed but he could've been dead though | |
| He on his bed yo, prayin' to God | |
| If he survives that he promise to stay on his side | |
| [Chorus x2] | |
| Here's a story about a shorty chasin' the cream | |
| Her daddy was an inmate, her mommy was a fiend | |
| Her grandmoms old so she couldn't get control of her | |
| It was all love 'til the drugs took a hold of her | |
| First it was liquor then it was weed | |
| Then next came the wet then the syrup and V's, E's | |
| Oxy Contin, she poppin' them pills | |
| And if you got a couple dollars she'll hop in your wheel (For real) | |
| Until one day a nigga with paper | |
| Took her out, got her pilled up then he raped up | |
| Fam even had a camcorder and taped her | |
| As soon as her high faded, shorty felt violated | |
| So she stopped gettin' high all the damn time | |
| Only person she could talk to was her grandmom | |
| Now every Sunday she be goin' to church with her | |
| She leaned on the lord, now he startin' to work with her | |
| [Chorus x2] | |
| Here's a story about a young rapper named Cassidy | |
| He started off at 13, I mean he actually | |
| Signed his first deal when he was still goin' to high school | |
| 10th grade, way back then he was a fly dude | |
| He played by the rules, determined to get cake | |
| He started off battlin' and rippin' the mixtapes | |
| But he didn't take the same path that the rest do | |
| He dropped a debut that was highly successful | |
| That's when the respect came, that's when the checks came | |
| He realized life is like playin' a chess game | |
| Him and Swizz, they started makin' the next album | |
| They say when you make more money expect problems | |
| But the problem that he faced was unheard of | |
| They locked him up, no bail and charged him with murder | |
| But now he got his freedom restored | |
| And he livin' his dream that's why he leanin' on the side of the lord | |
| [Chorus x6] |
| zuo qu : Bell, Epstein | |
| feat. Angie Stone | |
| Intro: Cassidy | |
| Whose side are you leanin' on? | |
| I' m leanin' on the Lord' s side | |
| I lean, I lean, I lean, I lean | |
| I' m leanin' on the Lord' s side | |
| Chorus: Angie Stone | |
| Whose side are you leanin' on? | |
| I' m leanin' on the Lord' s side | |
| I lean, I lean, I lean, I lean | |
| I' m leanin' on the Lord' s side x2 | |
| Verse 1: | |
| Here' s a story about a youngin' that started off strugglin' | |
| He didn' t like his life so he started off hustlin' | |
| He was doin good in the hood with the cane | |
| Whole hood knew his name, he had neighborhood fame | |
| Now he stays dressed up | |
| Just copped the fresh trucks | |
| Stepped his rep up, plus he stepped his connect up | |
| But guess what, he don' t even mess with his old niggas | |
| They hatin' cause he makin' more money those niggas | |
| So one day when he was chillin on the block, dealin' rock | |
| Tryin' to make a killin' on the block | |
| Some dudes came, masks down, told him lay his ass down | |
| Then they blasts rounds and started fillin' him with shots | |
| He can' t feel his legs, got grazed in his head yo | |
| He might be paralyzed but he could' ve been dead though | |
| He on his bed yo, prayin' to God | |
| If he survives that he promise to stay on his side | |
| Chorus x2 | |
| Here' s a story about a shorty chasin' the cream | |
| Her daddy was an inmate, her mommy was a fiend | |
| Her grandmoms old so she couldn' t get control of her | |
| It was all love ' til the drugs took a hold of her | |
| First it was liquor then it was weed | |
| Then next came the wet then the syrup and V' s, E' s | |
| Oxy Contin, she poppin' them pills | |
| And if you got a couple dollars she' ll hop in your wheel For real | |
| Until one day a nigga with paper | |
| Took her out, got her pilled up then he raped up | |
| Fam even had a camcorder and taped her | |
| As soon as her high faded, shorty felt violated | |
| So she stopped gettin' high all the damn time | |
| Only person she could talk to was her grandmom | |
| Now every Sunday she be goin' to church with her | |
| She leaned on the lord, now he startin' to work with her | |
| Chorus x2 | |
| Here' s a story about a young rapper named Cassidy | |
| He started off at 13, I mean he actually | |
| Signed his first deal when he was still goin' to high school | |
| 10th grade, way back then he was a fly dude | |
| He played by the rules, determined to get cake | |
| He started off battlin' and rippin' the mixtapes | |
| But he didn' t take the same path that the rest do | |
| He dropped a debut that was highly successful | |
| That' s when the respect came, that' s when the checks came | |
| He realized life is like playin' a chess game | |
| Him and Swizz, they started makin' the next album | |
| They say when you make more money expect problems | |
| But the problem that he faced was unheard of | |
| They locked him up, no bail and charged him with murder | |
| But now he got his freedom restored | |
| And he livin' his dream that' s why he leanin' on the side of the lord | |
| Chorus x6 |
| zuò qǔ : Bell, Epstein | |
| feat. Angie Stone | |
| Intro: Cassidy | |
| Whose side are you leanin' on? | |
| I' m leanin' on the Lord' s side | |
| I lean, I lean, I lean, I lean | |
| I' m leanin' on the Lord' s side | |
| Chorus: Angie Stone | |
| Whose side are you leanin' on? | |
| I' m leanin' on the Lord' s side | |
| I lean, I lean, I lean, I lean | |
| I' m leanin' on the Lord' s side x2 | |
| Verse 1: | |
| Here' s a story about a youngin' that started off strugglin' | |
| He didn' t like his life so he started off hustlin' | |
| He was doin good in the hood with the cane | |
| Whole hood knew his name, he had neighborhood fame | |
| Now he stays dressed up | |
| Just copped the fresh trucks | |
| Stepped his rep up, plus he stepped his connect up | |
| But guess what, he don' t even mess with his old niggas | |
| They hatin' cause he makin' more money those niggas | |
| So one day when he was chillin on the block, dealin' rock | |
| Tryin' to make a killin' on the block | |
| Some dudes came, masks down, told him lay his ass down | |
| Then they blasts rounds and started fillin' him with shots | |
| He can' t feel his legs, got grazed in his head yo | |
| He might be paralyzed but he could' ve been dead though | |
| He on his bed yo, prayin' to God | |
| If he survives that he promise to stay on his side | |
| Chorus x2 | |
| Here' s a story about a shorty chasin' the cream | |
| Her daddy was an inmate, her mommy was a fiend | |
| Her grandmoms old so she couldn' t get control of her | |
| It was all love ' til the drugs took a hold of her | |
| First it was liquor then it was weed | |
| Then next came the wet then the syrup and V' s, E' s | |
| Oxy Contin, she poppin' them pills | |
| And if you got a couple dollars she' ll hop in your wheel For real | |
| Until one day a nigga with paper | |
| Took her out, got her pilled up then he raped up | |
| Fam even had a camcorder and taped her | |
| As soon as her high faded, shorty felt violated | |
| So she stopped gettin' high all the damn time | |
| Only person she could talk to was her grandmom | |
| Now every Sunday she be goin' to church with her | |
| She leaned on the lord, now he startin' to work with her | |
| Chorus x2 | |
| Here' s a story about a young rapper named Cassidy | |
| He started off at 13, I mean he actually | |
| Signed his first deal when he was still goin' to high school | |
| 10th grade, way back then he was a fly dude | |
| He played by the rules, determined to get cake | |
| He started off battlin' and rippin' the mixtapes | |
| But he didn' t take the same path that the rest do | |
| He dropped a debut that was highly successful | |
| That' s when the respect came, that' s when the checks came | |
| He realized life is like playin' a chess game | |
| Him and Swizz, they started makin' the next album | |
| They say when you make more money expect problems | |
| But the problem that he faced was unheard of | |
| They locked him up, no bail and charged him with murder | |
| But now he got his freedom restored | |
| And he livin' his dream that' s why he leanin' on the side of the lord | |
| Chorus x6 |
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