Dennessy - Paper Trail

Catching plays like Odell I won't never fail
Heart like winter it get cold ain't no jingle bell
I wonder if my sins really make me go to Hell
Cause I been acting like the devil on this paper trail
Drink sum Henny, Smoke a blunt it got me feelin right
Bruh a goof, Killed my high and now I wanna fight
Drink sum Remy, Smoke some gas it got me feeling light
Pretty face, Ass fat and her pussy tight
They say I been acting different ion give a fuck
Yeah I gotta make it out im all about them bucks
Them crackas get to blitzing yeah like they Justin Tuck
But imma shake they ass throw a touchdown Andrew Luck
They say "you know about sports you should've been an analyst"
But I wasnt going to school, I was sellin all that cannabis
I was catching flights I ain't talking bout Manifest
If a nigga diss my crew we gone leave him in that ambulance
11th grade I came back even though I dropped out
Yeah I been that nigga ever since I done popped out
You not in the picture so I see you getting cropped out
Sometimes we like to spin but you know we love to hop out
I just took a L so now it's back to the basics
Sipping so much liquor got me moving like the Matrix
Put in her mouth girl I know you love to taste it
She trynna hit the blunt girl you know i'm gone face it
Im trynna get this money and i know that I be feining
I gotta feed the family so i'm doing all this scheming
My blood brother crossed so I had to learn the meaning
I'm with other brother but he locked up so i'm dreaming
In the clouds everyday I love smoking Grabba
Drinking all this liquor it be filling up my bladder
Im trynna stack this money yall wanna pull me off the ladder
I miss my old bitch but my new bitch lowkey badder
I only went back to school just for my people
I stopped going just to do some shit that was illegal
My life was like a movie I ain't talking bout Regal
And my niggas fly but we not them Philly Eagles
Sliding through the salt and i'm with my nigga Dblack
My nigga started trapping but he still love that ski mask
Jbaby hit my phone he like "bruh bruh where the trees at"
I met him at 400 you know this be where the Gs at
Sliding in the rental and im trynna duck these crackas
Drop 28 AJ Dillon for the packers
Pillow talking to that bitch boy you's a hacker
She tried to suck the dick and you know I still taxed her
I be on that boot, She like "What?" i'm like "Ecstasy"
I just need sum head, Do it sloppy, Come get next to me
Niggas be like yo, Where the hoes?, What's the recipe?
Fuck that little thot, I got the pot but this ain't Sesame

Written by:
Heim Johnson

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