Paper N Pen lyrics

by

Duvy


[Intro]
It's Duvy, yah
She f*ck with the beat, so I know that b*tch with it
See money coming, I had to get to it
Money be my best friend, you ain't [?] mask
Yeah, yuh dig, huh
Grr-tt

[Chorus]
See money coming, I got to get to it
I made money my best friend
Calculatin' money I made off a mill'
In the trenches, selling them grams
He tellin', raising his hands
Only wanted money, don't need no friends
Day ones, ain't got no friends
Same ones hold it down to the end
Used to write, paper and pen
Now I'm in stu', I'm making them hits
And we still doing them licks
Ooh, we roll with them sticks
Glicks making the heat
I'm telling you right now she like me
I wanted you more than my friend
It's just me and percs to the end
[Verse]
I'm having perky dreams, me, and myself, and I
Too much evil eye
Too much fake, it's all in disguise
Too much fake, it's all in disguise, fell in love with lies
They nervous, we comin', they runnin', they hidin', they hurtin'
Yee, big bands get him, big bag gon' flip him
I'm for my bros, I kill 'em
Still in trenches, I'm still this silence
I'm still with steel, but I know life is real
Pour four, said I ain't gon' do it again
But sh*t, I did it again
Man, he was hating, now wanna be my friend
You know they gon' change for them bands
Just keep thumbin', he f*ck with rubber bands
Fill 'em up, y'all fill 'em up
Hit 'em up, we hit 'em up
We testing your luck, you nice as f*ck
Them sirens, sirens
I'm seeing silence through my signs
Tryna find them
Where we hang we bool with fire
And she be dripping Supreme
She f*ck with the beat, so I know that b*tch with it
Countin' up dead friends
We was running the streets before we was 10
[Chorus]
See money coming, I got to get to it
I made money my best friend
Calculatin' money I made off a mill'
In the trenches, selling them grams
He tellin', raising his hands
Only wanted money, don't need no friends
Day ones, ain't got no friends
Same ones hold it down to the end
Used to write, paper and pen
Now I'm in stu', I'm making them hits
And we still doing them licks
Ooh, we roll with them sticks
Glicks making the heat
I'm telling you right now she like me
I wanted you more than my friend
It's just me and percs to the end
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