(Hook)
We talking bout paper
we talkin' bout labor
we ain't no slaves
cuz if we were Id shoot you later

We talkin bout later
what we gon do
I don't even know
how I am gonna prove
That Paper

(Verse 1)
I'm never going back
cuz I'm not talking smack
made 4 different mixtapes
on 4 different tracks
every studio that I go to isn't wack
but I prove to my peers that I'm not trash
I remember I was broke all the time and alone
no bitch want a broke n***a on his throne
Yes I'm a king of my game
all raps, no smack man what a thang
If a homie run up on me
he a dead man
fuck around with a n***as wife
he fed man
don't know how to handle situations
that's why he a beg man
don't worry about the folders
just worry about the tokens
I'm just worried about the life
that I have been given
(Hook)
We talking bout paper
we talkin' bout labor
we ain't no slaves
cuz if we were Id shoot you later

We talkin bout later
what we gon do
I don't even know
how I am gonna prove
That Paper