Paper Nines (Ft. P.Dubbz)

[Intro]
Shadow Music

[Verse 1: Nines]
Kept my mind on my dough
Other rappers were dying to blow
I was flying that crow, no time for a show
Ice City, all them other niggas moist
Had revolver barrels spinning like them judges on The Voice
I just put a classic out every summer, then it's back to doing numbers
All i do is give packages to runners, uh
But all these niggas hating, I don't feel the love
I'll punch my nigga in the face for tryna steal the plug
I need every penny so I scrape the Pyrex
My nigga ask me how I'd feel if he's dating my ex
Told him "No stress if you're linking my old boo"
I swear there ain't a vest my ting couldn't go through
Few sales on the strip 100 niggas grinding
20K on my wrist and none of it's from rhyming
In a bud drought, had them fiends high on B
And I don't need no one cos I rely on me its nines

[Chorus: Nines & (?)]
No time for these hoes cos I'm tryna get this (Paper)
Took me and pebs hours just to count out this (Paper)
And I ain't writing bars all I think about is (Paper)
Would this bitch like me if I never had no (Paper)