Paper Route

I done made a quarter Infant got a quarter
Butta blew a quarter we be outta order
Outside wit some jits when I be out in Florida
If I didn't make ten thousand plus then I won't roll up
Recognize him, hop out, up the Glock now that's a Facebook
Gang said he ain't have a telegram I told him make one
Said he sippin Tuss I seen that nigga sippin DayQuil
Yeah I'm young and turnt I'm wit them niggas getting paid foreal

That's yo homie, been around for years but he ain't getting paper
Cause he got too much pride or way too shy to even say sum
But if that was my dawg I wouldn't ask I would just make him
It ain't your fault we from the dirt so you ain't used to this
17 but I ain't new to this I'm true to this
I passed on 24 carat gold like I'm in Buddhism
It ain't really nothing
Bitches make assumptions
Garbage man, I'm dumping
Shit on niggas, flush it
Bottom side ballin but it ain't June it's July
That mean it's half time make another half M goodbye
I got a meeting with Good Fellas not good guys
I can't explain it I just do it that's just why
Graduated in the streets but not in education
I didn't get to walk the stage I had to run and spray him

I done made a quarter Infant got a quarter
Butta blew a quarter we be outta order
Outside wit some jits when I be out in Florida
If I didn't make ten thousand plus then I won't roll up
Recognize him, hop out, up the Glock now that's a Facebook
Gang said he ain't have a telegram I told him make one
Said he sippin Tuss I seen that nigga sippin DayQuil
Yeah I'm young and turnt I'm wit them niggas getting paid foreal