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You say you want a paper boy
I bet you fronting, I bet you

It ain't no middle man
I get this money, get this money
And who can get this money?

We can get this money
Can't $#&@ with a paper boy!
The streets feeling this

Ain't trip foul with an old street
Can't tell them how the %#@! go
Show them through the back door

PExclusive, city is worth of class
Later Jonas said no, the city?grab him!
Remember paying bingo?

I never thought it being ? hello
Pop up in the club with a hundred D
D for Hell, ^!$$%, MC

I'm the king, ^!$$%, I ain't no redneck
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Unfortunate, unfortunate,

Bad (*##$ Ray had no mad man
No clinic, but I got my check up
You been sleeping on it,

Man, you need to wake up!
On the streets, my name Bad ^!$$%
Snitch $$# !@$@s from the start better flee

They want me locked up like Bruce
But $#&@ that %#@!, free booze
Used to be a young !@$@, they call me ah

They sitting on the streets, they smelling like a skunk
Shiz that (*##$, bad tittie, what you want?
Damn, that gun, I did her with the four

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