$teven Cannon
Paper & Plastic
[Verse 1: $teven Cannon]
Uh, Pleasure leads into the low gangs
And all you shit, boy I cuff no heart
You know what it is when you see the tattoos and them broken hearts
Shit is frightening, A lil' sprite, I just mix it up, Boy I don't give a fuck
Diamonds clean like a nightlight, when I'm all alone it's no longer blood
Flame on, get the blowtorch, tryna make the news, [?]
Young n***a this some G shit, [Got a ten and quarter, my account a million?]
Still taking all the free shit, I ain't rich enough so I gotta get it
Rip 'em down, I don't fuck with many
Black fit, bitch I feel like redick
Still the same, This ain't nothing new
Still the same, I said this money loop
Tryna fuck a friend [?]
Bitch, I'm still the same these hoes ain't nothing new
Dragrace in a 'rari coupe
Dumb bitch wanna fuck with my group
Take the dope and throw it into my shoe
I'm drippin', bitches you can see that it's true
[Verse 2: ZOTiYAC]
The difference between me and you is I shoot
N***a, bleeding blue, I think I'm [?]
For 47 to the 7-0-2, I've been 187 n***a this what I do
I don't need proof just need my bulletproof
If I'm proving a point, hollow points finna move
Hold up n***a, let me give you my view
Dirty shoes and a basketball hoop
Dat all died when n***as hit me to school
[?] for life of the mood
A magic full extended mag to your room
Imagine momma check your bath on the tool
She wasn't even trippin', it wasn't new
She was my age, she was in this shit too
And back in them days she was innocent too
Homies get put away and they innocent too
Look at my grades and they think I'm a fool
Using the pages to determinate moves
Imagine if people was paper and plastic
It's funny 'cause cash over everything rules
Coming at me, you can't clash with a god
If I'm grippin' the rod. you get split into two
A n***a like you wouldn't know what to do with me
Who is he? Fuck it, he 'finna die too