Eyes On Paper Z-Ro (Ft. Paul Wall)

[Sample: 4X]
"Keep your mind on paper, keep your mind on paper"
"Keep your eyes on paper, keep your eyes on paper"

[Z-Ro]
Uh, I was down to my last dime with my stomach touching my back
Instead of my partners helping me, I was what they were laughing at
You can't approach the girl of your dreams in Pro Wings and Wrangler jeans
A white five-oh shirt with the collar, plus no dollars
It's been a long time since I stepped outside, next stopped at my daddy house
Back then Darryll Lewis was McVey Junior in my daddy house
I'm not tripping, I'm actually glad that they turned they backs on me
Fuck family and fuck friends too, it's just me and my strap homie
Yeah I was that nerd nigga yesterday, the day I rapped homie
A pocket full of pencils became a pistol in my lap homie
I was voted most likely to become a teacher
Everybody class is in session, put your ear up to the nearest speaker
Today's lesson is simple, if you don't work you don't eat
And the lowest level of a man is when he is living on the street
Whatever you put in the game, the game gon' give back to ya player
That's why my mind ain't on these bitches, I keep my mind on paper

[Chorus: 2X]
"Keep your mind on paper, keep your mind on paper"
"Keep your eyes on paper, keep your eyes on paper"
I got to keep my head on son
"Keep your mind on paper, keep your mind on paper"
"Keep your eyes on paper, keep your eyes on paper"