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Joey Trap

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(album: Misadventures Of Trap Jack - 2017)


I dont wanna have no conversation
If it ain't about us getting paper
I dont wanna have no conversation
If it ain't about us getting paper
(I need paper, I need paper)

Conversation wit momma she said to quit the selling
Stay off the block you be chillin at all those niggas dealing
She said you are who you hang arround and that's so revealing
If I'm surrounded by paper It might change how I'm living
If I'm surrounded by robbers then I'll just end up stealing
I'd rather end up with killings then be a Nigga killing
I'm chasing dreams and you not im sorry I hurt your feeling
But when you holding a knot it's either to hell or prison
Facts
And you won't see it less you end up in it
You'll never see the worth of something if you never win it
And if you loosing realize what you can do that's different
Don't talk to me if you not talking bout us getting digits

Cus I don't wanna have no conversation
If it ain't about us getting paper
I don't wanna have no conversation
If it ain't about us getting paper

Phone call from pops he said son you needa start rapping different
Tell them a story of real life and just how you lived it
Fuck all that ignorant shit lil nigga you talented
And if you just tried hard enough you'd realize how you gifted
You from New York ya hole family know you that you got it in you
We praying for you you blessed lil nigga got god to lead you
Don't waste your time on these women one day a model feed you
Till then keep rapping and working and try to keep it legal
After you feeding yourself you gotta feed go our people
This for my niggas in ghettos of New York and SD too
There gon be haters and fakes but don't never let them beat you

And if they wanna have a conversation
Better make sure that shit bout the fuckin paper
I dont wanna talk to you less its bout the paper
Go and get your checks nigga go n get your paper
I'm about my money nigga ima bout the paper

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