On Paper Lyrics
| Song | On Paper |
| Artist | D Smoke |
| Album | Inglewood High |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:02] | Yo |
| [00:07] | Supa Good |
| [00:11] | Inglewood |
| [00:14] | Listen |
| [00:15] | Bullets in the clip hot |
| [00:16] | Pull it and a kid drop |
| [00:18] | Would he ever live if he grew up in a Ziploc? |
| [00:20] | Sheltered from the riff-raff |
| [00:22] | Never heard of hiphop |
| [00:23] | Caught up in the grit, still they holler, "Fear not" |
| [00:25] | Aimin' for the lid, better be in tip-top |
| [00:27] | Family from the Beach, showed him how to Crip walk |
| [00:29] | Brother was a Blood, he slangin' that Chris Rock |
| [00:30] | Got minutes on the wristwatch |
| [00:32] | Watchin' as it tick-tock |
| [00:33] | Barely had a piss-pot |
| [00:34] | Bloody as his fist got |
| [00:36] | Muddy as his kicks got |
| [00:37] | Homie never did stop |
| [00:38] | Aimin' to get rich, he takin' a clear shot |
| [00:40] | Family's at the goal, he buyin' 'em clear lots |
| [00:42] | 'Bout to show the world as soon as this shit drops |
| [00:44] | That he spill his soul every time he clear his thoughts on paper, uh |
| [00:47] | This nigga's the truth, y'all niggas just rule on paper (On paper) |
| [00:51] | If money ain't good money, nigga, I'm cool on paper |
| [00:54] | Still stack that shit up, 'bout to take y'all to school on paper (On paper) |
| [00:59] | On paper |
| [01:01] | Yippety-do, hickory-dock, your body |
| [01:04] | Slippery slope, hippety-hop, Bugatti |
| [01:09] | What would you do if you couldn't cop your ride there? |
| [01:12] | **** what you tip, you fall off the top, no lie, nigga (Supa) |
| [01:16] | The streets sick enough and ain't no antidote |
| [01:19] | The goddamn Rugers, they'll pick you up and split your cantaloupe |
| [01:23] | A hard damn ruler, you still align, these niggas like antelope |
| [01:26] | You know your shooters, you still define a real life general (Listen) |
| [01:31] | Calle atrás, calle vas |
| [01:33] | Ahorita más gente saben tu nombre |
| [01:35] | Ayer las estrellas más brillantes dijeron que ganaste anoche |
| [01:38] | After all the darkness, y'all, the sun gon' shine again, that's on bones |
| [01:42] | He black, Mexican, and homegrown |
| [01:44] | I do this for my next of kin and my zone |
| [01:46] | And for that paper, ah |
| [01:48] | This nigga's the truth, y'all niggas just rule on paper (On paper) |
| [01:52] | If money ain't good money, nigga, I'm cool on paper |
| [01:55] | Still stack that shit up, 'bout to take y'all to school on paper (On paper) |
| [01:59] | On paper, nigga |
| [02:01] | Yippety-do, hickory-dock, your body |
| [02:05] | Slippery slope, hippety-hop, Bugatti |
| [02:09] | What would you do if you couldn't cop your ride there? |
| [02:13] | **** what you tip, you fall off the top, no lie, nigga (Listen) |
| [02:16] | Calle atrás, calle vas |
| [02:17] | Ahorita más gente saben tu nombre |
| [02:20] | Ayer las estrellas más brillantes dijeron que ganaste anoche |
| [02:23] | Fire cars and smokin' carbon |
| [02:26] | Nose deposits, fill up lungs, chokin' artist |
| [02:28] | Half the shit I spit was never written down |
| [02:29] | They **** with what I wrote regardless |
| [00:02] | Yo |
| [00:07] | Supa Good |
| [00:11] | Inglewood |
| [00:14] | Listen |
| [00:15] | Bullets in the clip hot |
| [00:16] | Pull it and a kid drop |
| [00:18] | Would he ever live if he grew up in a Ziploc? |
| [00:20] | Sheltered from the riffraff |
| [00:22] | Never heard of hiphop |
| [00:23] | Caught up in the grit, still they holler, " Fear not" |
| [00:25] | Aimin' for the lid, better be in tiptop |
| [00:27] | Family from the Beach, showed him how to Crip walk |
| [00:29] | Brother was a Blood, he slangin' that Chris Rock |
| [00:30] | Got minutes on the wristwatch |
| [00:32] | Watchin' as it ticktock |
| [00:33] | Barely had a pisspot |
| [00:34] | Bloody as his fist got |
| [00:36] | Muddy as his kicks got |
| [00:37] | Homie never did stop |
| [00:38] | Aimin' to get rich, he takin' a clear shot |
| [00:40] | Family' s at the goal, he buyin' ' em clear lots |
| [00:42] | ' Bout to show the world as soon as this shit drops |
| [00:44] | That he spill his soul every time he clear his thoughts on paper, uh |
| [00:47] | This nigga' s the truth, y' all niggas just rule on paper On paper |
| [00:51] | If money ain' t good money, nigga, I' m cool on paper |
| [00:54] | Still stack that shit up, ' bout to take y' all to school on paper On paper |
| [00:59] | On paper |
| [01:01] | Yippetydo, hickorydock, your body |
| [01:04] | Slippery slope, hippetyhop, Bugatti |
| [01:09] | What would you do if you couldn' t cop your ride there? |
| [01:12] | what you tip, you fall off the top, no lie, nigga Supa |
| [01:16] | The streets sick enough and ain' t no antidote |
| [01:19] | The goddamn Rugers, they' ll pick you up and split your cantaloupe |
| [01:23] | A hard damn ruler, you still align, these niggas like antelope |
| [01:26] | You know your shooters, you still define a real life general Listen |
| [01:31] | Calle atra s, calle vas |
| [01:33] | Ahorita ma s gente saben tu nombre |
| [01:35] | Ayer las estrellas ma s brillantes dijeron que ganaste anoche |
| [01:38] | After all the darkness, y' all, the sun gon' shine again, that' s on bones |
| [01:42] | He black, Mexican, and homegrown |
| [01:44] | I do this for my next of kin and my zone |
| [01:46] | And for that paper, ah |
| [01:48] | This nigga' s the truth, y' all niggas just rule on paper On paper |
| [01:52] | If money ain' t good money, nigga, I' m cool on paper |
| [01:55] | Still stack that shit up, ' bout to take y' all to school on paper On paper |
| [01:59] | On paper, nigga |
| [02:01] | Yippetydo, hickorydock, your body |
| [02:05] | Slippery slope, hippetyhop, Bugatti |
| [02:09] | What would you do if you couldn' t cop your ride there? |
| [02:13] | what you tip, you fall off the top, no lie, nigga Listen |
| [02:16] | Calle atra s, calle vas |
| [02:17] | Ahorita ma s gente saben tu nombre |
| [02:20] | Ayer las estrellas ma s brillantes dijeron que ganaste anoche |
| [02:23] | Fire cars and smokin' carbon |
| [02:26] | Nose deposits, fill up lungs, chokin' artist |
| [02:28] | Half the shit I spit was never written down |
| [02:29] | They with what I wrote regardless |
| [00:02] | Yo |
| [00:07] | Supa Good |
| [00:11] | Inglewood |
| [00:14] | Listen |
| [00:15] | Bullets in the clip hot |
| [00:16] | Pull it and a kid drop |
| [00:18] | Would he ever live if he grew up in a Ziploc? |
| [00:20] | Sheltered from the riffraff |
| [00:22] | Never heard of hiphop |
| [00:23] | Caught up in the grit, still they holler, " Fear not" |
| [00:25] | Aimin' for the lid, better be in tiptop |
| [00:27] | Family from the Beach, showed him how to Crip walk |
| [00:29] | Brother was a Blood, he slangin' that Chris Rock |
| [00:30] | Got minutes on the wristwatch |
| [00:32] | Watchin' as it ticktock |
| [00:33] | Barely had a pisspot |
| [00:34] | Bloody as his fist got |
| [00:36] | Muddy as his kicks got |
| [00:37] | Homie never did stop |
| [00:38] | Aimin' to get rich, he takin' a clear shot |
| [00:40] | Family' s at the goal, he buyin' ' em clear lots |
| [00:42] | ' Bout to show the world as soon as this shit drops |
| [00:44] | That he spill his soul every time he clear his thoughts on paper, uh |
| [00:47] | This nigga' s the truth, y' all niggas just rule on paper On paper |
| [00:51] | If money ain' t good money, nigga, I' m cool on paper |
| [00:54] | Still stack that shit up, ' bout to take y' all to school on paper On paper |
| [00:59] | On paper |
| [01:01] | Yippetydo, hickorydock, your body |
| [01:04] | Slippery slope, hippetyhop, Bugatti |
| [01:09] | What would you do if you couldn' t cop your ride there? |
| [01:12] | what you tip, you fall off the top, no lie, nigga Supa |
| [01:16] | The streets sick enough and ain' t no antidote |
| [01:19] | The goddamn Rugers, they' ll pick you up and split your cantaloupe |
| [01:23] | A hard damn ruler, you still align, these niggas like antelope |
| [01:26] | You know your shooters, you still define a real life general Listen |
| [01:31] | Calle atrá s, calle vas |
| [01:33] | Ahorita má s gente saben tu nombre |
| [01:35] | Ayer las estrellas má s brillantes dijeron que ganaste anoche |
| [01:38] | After all the darkness, y' all, the sun gon' shine again, that' s on bones |
| [01:42] | He black, Mexican, and homegrown |
| [01:44] | I do this for my next of kin and my zone |
| [01:46] | And for that paper, ah |
| [01:48] | This nigga' s the truth, y' all niggas just rule on paper On paper |
| [01:52] | If money ain' t good money, nigga, I' m cool on paper |
| [01:55] | Still stack that shit up, ' bout to take y' all to school on paper On paper |
| [01:59] | On paper, nigga |
| [02:01] | Yippetydo, hickorydock, your body |
| [02:05] | Slippery slope, hippetyhop, Bugatti |
| [02:09] | What would you do if you couldn' t cop your ride there? |
| [02:13] | what you tip, you fall off the top, no lie, nigga Listen |
| [02:16] | Calle atrá s, calle vas |
| [02:17] | Ahorita má s gente saben tu nombre |
| [02:20] | Ayer las estrellas má s brillantes dijeron que ganaste anoche |
| [02:23] | Fire cars and smokin' carbon |
| [02:26] | Nose deposits, fill up lungs, chokin' artist |
| [02:28] | Half the shit I spit was never written down |
| [02:29] | They with what I wrote regardless |
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