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Papa Chasin by E Sosa Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2014

[Intro: E Sosa]

Singing:La-da-da-da-la-la
Do it for me and real niggas like me
Early Everyday nigga cash addict CA
8 o'clock the latest I get up shorty
Yeah cause

[Hook: E Sosa]
You know that I be
Papa chasing
That Sack I'm racing
I'm going crazy
Gotta get it
Its no luck
It's my ambition
Paper chasing
My palms sweating
My fingers itching

Go n get it
No time for wasting

Anticipating

I be Paper chasing
I am Paper chasing

If he Don't grind
That nigga hating
Don't want relations
U can catch a nigga
Paper chasing
I'm paper chasing
You know that boy be paper chasing
Paper chasing
Paper chasing
Paper chasing

[ Verse 1: E Sosa ]
Fuck you niggas pay me
My situation
My inspiration
Nigga stayed down with that grind
Until it manifested
Time invested
No matter where u place me
Swear I won't complacent
Sex, money, weed
It's crazy My life is ah sensation
Gotta gamble though
My odds low
My eyes low
My grind mode
On Rambo
With extra ammo
Fuck these niggas
N fuck these jokes
I'll wear the same clothes
See they don't get it
If you ain't on that grind though

Stay down
Ten toes
Talking limbo
Now You lower than ah limbo
Up in a lambo

Paper chasing
Turned me to a savage
Straight animal

So fuck these haters
Fuck the opps and cops
And nigga fuck them hoes
[Hook: E Sosa]
You know that I be
Papa chasing
That Sack I'm racing
I'm going crazy
Gotta get it
Its no luck
It's my ambition
Paper chasing
My palms sweating
My fingers itching

Go n get it

No time for wasting

Anticipating

I be Paper chasing
I am Paper chasing

If he Don't grind
That nigga hating
Don't want relations
U can catch a nigga
Paper chasing
I'm paper chasing
You know that boy be paper chasing
Paper chasing
Paper chasing
Paper chasing

[ Verse 2: E Sosa ]

Put my blood,sweat ,and tears
All up in a fucking verse

So if a nigga told one lie
Then Have me lying in my Hearst

I hear them Slick hating throwing shots
But I don't see no holes

So if you ain't going kill me nigga
Nigga let me murk this verse

Cause
I don't get mad
I get money
Fuck these dummies

Talking new cash
Bitch I'm older than these hundreds

I will Paper chase

T'ill my mother fucking ankle break
Hold check my paper weight
Paper Chase so Much
Can't let the paper wait

Stay down
Stay blessed
GOD the best

And I got now
Fuck I care who got next

Product of my environment
Turned me to a different breed
Boy I'm staying up until my eyes bleed
Boy fuck that sleep !

[Hook: E Sosa]
You know that I be
Papa chasing
That Sack I'm racing
I'm going crazy
Gotta get it
Its no luck
It's my ambition
Paper chasing
My palms sweating
My fingers itching

Go n get it

No time for wasting

Anticipating

I be Paper chasing
I am Paper chasing

If he Don't grind
That nigga hating
Don't want relations
U can catch a nigga
Paper chasing
I'm paper chasing
You know that boy be paper chasing
Paper chasing
Paper chasing
Paper chasing