This is a song about "Money paper"

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper,

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

See her man face-to-face through the glass

Toilet paper to wipe my ass

The money i'd make , convay myself im never fake , pen always firm to the paper

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

I make music for a reason, didn't vote obama

With oodles of noodles of money paper on my pasta,

Im on a paper chase

Say you through will all my foul ways

Light this paper and huddle,

As i light one for ill will

Paper boy make you a believer

Watch how quickly they find a new leader

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Ink, feather, and paper cuts