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Paper & Powder (Flex Mode - Revised 2) 1 by Jackson

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Paper & Powder (Flex Mode - Revised 2) 1

Hip Hop

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Verse 3 Came up from nothin', now we countin' commas,
Paper chase, night moves, let the city talk.
Hook Countin' racks, countin' racks, money
on my mind Whip so clean, double cup, we stayin' prime
They talk, they envy, they tryna hit my line I get paid, I get played — that's the life,
that's the grind.
Came up from the block where the lights don't blink,
Corner store on 5th and Main, nights we used to think,
Pocket full of dreams, hard, hard-coated, Ain't that sick?
Benches on a stool, cold coffee, mama pray for flicks,
Night shift, city drifts, neon paint across my face,
Everything I touch turn heavier, no trace, They whisper bout the hustle, point and stare
at what they've earned, But they don't see the steepest plans of
the nights I left behind.
Countin' racks, countin' racks, money on my mind
Whip so clean, double cup, we stayin' prime They talk, they envy, they tryna hit my line
I get paid, I get played — that's the life, that's the grind.
Woah, with the crew, black hoodies, low cap, steady stance,
Paper cleans, late train, champagne on every chance,
Short nights, bright lights, we live now, no rewind,
VIP at the loft, whole room echo in the grunt,
She call me king, she call me boss, I grin and let it ride,
Fast cars, faster scars, count the wins through every night,
From Brooklyn through the rooftop, last we learned to climb,
Now it's pen to paper, tight circle, respect on time,
Countin' racks, countin' racks,
money on my mind
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