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

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Paper & Powder (Flex Mode - Revised) 2

Hip Hop

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Verse 3
Verse 3
Came up from nothin', now we countin' commas Corner of 5th and Main, paper chase, night moves at the city top
I came up from the block where the lights don't blink, corner store done faded, pocket full of dreams, hard-coated, ain't you thick?
Go linkin' in the lot when we tank, ayy, bills like leaves fallin', grindin' every lane, watch me play my name
Night shifts, city drift, neon paint my face, hustle taught me how to tame the pain
Everything I touch, tryna go, no trace, every mile another win I chase
They whisper bout the grind, they quaint, they stare, they only see the shine of the late nights I embrace
All the nights I stayed awake, all the plans I used to make
Blood, sweat, now watch me take every risk I had to stake
Countin' racks, countin' racks, money on my mind
Ramp 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
Broke with the crew, black hoodies, low caps, fade back, sittin' on 3rd with the tinted glass
Paper planes, late trends, champagne on tap, toast to the nights that used to feel like tracks
Short nights, bright lights, livin' for the now, VIP at the loft when the crowd react
Money talks louder than the room, let's take a bow
We keep the circle tight
Watch the grind