Gotta get that paper though Gotta get that paper though Showed up to collect Showed up out of respect Showed up for the check Put it down and I left with a whole lot Nigga if you didn't know about it then you know now Jet Life homie too high for you to hold down Talk about the money 'cause I get a whole lot My nigga name buzzin' so I give him more now I was a youngin playing Jay-Z instrumentals so loud In my room tryna pen my lyrics with my door locked OG in the game [?] Own strain of weed own clothing line Give me mine Gotta get that paper though Gotta get that paper though I kick a door down let me in this bitch my nigga Only feel that I need is to get rich my nigga Heard you went to jail now you startin' to snitch my nigga I get that paper then I split it with my niggas I flooded my pocket with big faces Lemon head diamonds looking like you could taste it Its just the dash in my ride add the flavor Never put my self around a nigga that's be hating Lacing, dope on the track every time I came through they knew I was gon' put it down Like my weed, I'm the bomb Model bitches on my line I'm ahead of my time Man on the come up, T.Y Gotta get that paper though Gotta get that paper though