Joey Bada$$ - Paper Trail$

Paper Trail$ Lyrics

[Produced by DJ Premier]



[Intro: DJ Premier cuts]

Money ain't a thing if I got it

Mo-mo-money ain't a thing if I got it

Money



[Hook]

Before the money, there was love

But before the money, it was tough

Then came the money through a plug

It's a shame this ain't enough



[Verse 1]

Yo, sitting back plotting, jotting information on my nation

Really started from the bottom, boy cotton

But they still planting plantations, we keep buying in

Closed-minded men

Pride is higher than the prices on your Pradas and Balenciagas Balance my saga with the Henny agua

Me and my niggas tryna eat, you pussies empanada

The flow like plenty lava

With just a penny I could multiply my worth

And make you work for me for twenty hours

I swear these niggas love to copy, thanks for listening

The kid ain't been the same

Since Biggie smacked me at my christening

Watch what you dishing and please play it safe

Cause your position on the top is switching right in front your face

Rock you outta space with rhymes, I'm bustin' out

Keep ducking down, got some missiles now, headed for your house

So put the pistols down, got that red dot on your nose

Who booked the clown? I lock jaws like a blue nose

Foes keep your mouth closed or you can see the solar

I got connections that guaranteed to see closed doors

You hear that underground sonar

The way I flows then switch them

The Pros been on a mission

Listen, enter the chamber, get hyperbolic

They raisin' Macs, I raise steaks to keep them brolic

My visions is macrocosmic, pass the chronic

The mastered sonics is light years above your conscious

You're novice, but I got notes that strike nerves

I promise your minds ain't sharp like my swords

So cut the BS, and don't worry where my jeans is

And PS: Your bitch a genius, learned from my penis

I got dreams selling arenas and breaking brackets

Tenants racket, while I'm cracking a Serena

God damn, God bless the heaven that sent you

But now I'm breezing out, baby, cause my rent's due



[Verse 2 (DJ Premier cuts)]

Shit is really real out here

I said shit is really real out here (It ain't easy)

Just trying to get a deal out here

(Money ain't a thing if I got it)

Yo, I'm screaming cream, who fucking with the rap supreme?

Joey Bad and Big Preem came to collect the green

I got a dollar and a dream, know what I mean?

And I gotta get my mama off the scene

Yo, I'm screaming cream, who fucking with the rap supreme?

Joey Bad and Big Preem came to collect the green

I got a dollar and a dream, know what I mean?

And I gotta get my mama off the scene (Joey Badass)

Cause cash ruined everything around me

Cash ruined everything around me

Cash ruined everything around me

(Won’t sign to no major if no wager) (money ain't a thing)

They say money is the root of all evil

I see money as the route of all people

Cause we all follow paper trails, paper trails

And everybody gotta pay their bills, pay their bills (It ain't easy)

They say money is the root of all evil

I see money as the route of all people

Cause we all follow paper trails, paper trails

And everybody gotta pay their bills, pay their bills

It's the dollar dollar bill, y'all

It's the dollar dollar bill, it's the dollar bill that kills, y'all

It's the dollar dollar bill, y'all

It's the dollar dollar bill, it's the dollar bill that kills, y'all

It's the dollar dollar bill, y'all

It's the dollar dollar bill, it's the dollar bill that kills, y'all

It's the dollar dollar bill, y'all

It's the dollar dollar bill, it's the dollar bill that kills, y'all



[Hook]

Before the money, there was love

But before the money, it was tough

Then came the money through a plug

It's a shame this ain't enough

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