This is a song about "Paper house"

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

Grow it in my red house

600 benz, house six hundred grand

And bijies like im out and

I chill now...cop a little ice later

Left me like a blank white paper

It started with a pen and paper,

Regardless to all them, i appease her

Light this paper and huddle,

Yeah come holla at your uncle

I'd rather you tell me to hit you later

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper,

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

I’m throwing hundreds at kod, a little paper

Im there halfway, tripping in the half house

Freakin' out all i see is clouds