Oh, it's Plies again, I chase paper
I just had somebody come up to me and ask me, I chase paper
What do you do for a living, sir? I chase paper, What you told 'em?
I told 'em, I chase paper, what da fuck do you do? I chase paper
If you wanna know what my occupation is, homie

I chase paper, I chase paper
(Twenty, four)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Seven, homie)

I chase paper, I chase paper
(Monday, through)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Sunday, homie)

I chase paper, I chase paper
(Twenty, four)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Seven, homie)

I chase paper, I chase paper
(Monday, through)
I chase paper, I chase paper, I chase paper
(Sunday, homie)

Hustle now, sleep when I'm dead
Niggas with paper, they go fed
Grandma told me, that's where I'm headin'
Gon' chase paper, can't be scared

All I know, I won't beg
Owe me paper, I want my bread
Don't wanna pay, I want your head
Yoppa loaded, under my bed

Gon' chase paper 'til I'm dead
How much paper it's gon' take?
Just for me to be straight
Me to be rich, I can't wait

All I do is paper chase
I won't got time, I can't wait
'Cause I need millions on my plate
I chase paper all day

I chase paper, I chase paper
(Twenty, four)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Seven, homie)

I chase paper, I chase paper
(Monday, through)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Sunday, homie)

I chase paper, I chase paper
(Twenty, four)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Seven, homie)

I chase paper, I chase paper
(Monday, through)
I chase paper, I chase paper, I chase paper
(Sunday, homie)

Wake up early, lookin' for a check
'Til I get rich, I can't rest
Broke and black, now that's stress
Wanna break bread wit' me, be my guest

When I got paper, I'm at my best
Only money can fix my mess
Tired of Chevy's, I want jets
All I need is one big lick

I want now, I won't next
I want paper, he don't want shit
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That's the last thang on my list

Without paper, I am sick
Paper ain't there, I want it
I chase paper 'til I quit
The mo' I hustle the mo' I get

I chase paper, I chase paper
(Twenty, four)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Seven, homie)

I chase paper, I chase paper
(Monday, through)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Sunday, homie)

I chase paper, I chase paper
(Twenty, four)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Seven, homie)

I chase paper, I chase paper
(Monday, through)
I chase paper, I chase paper, I chase paper
(Sunday, homie)

I lost it all, I almost cried
Can't sleep, I got bags under my eyes
I need paper, fuck bein' tied
I need paper, mo' than I do a wife

If I go broke, I would die
Hustle longer than nine to five
Can't be broke, got too much pride
What's after broke, suicide

Been chasin' paper all my life
They hatin' on me, that's alright
I need haters, they my high
Easy gettin' the mo' you try

Paper chaser, that is I
Hundred mil', still won't retire
My brother in prison, chasin' it now
Say I won't chase paper, that's a lie

I chase paper, I chase paper
(Twenty, four)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Seven, homie)

I chase paper, I chase paper
(Monday, through)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Sunday, homie)

I chase paper, I chase paper
(Twenty, four)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Seven, homie)

I chase paper, I chase paper
(Monday, through)
I chase paper, I chase paper, I chase paper
(Sunday, homie)

Oh, I know all about chasin' paper, brah
Three albums in sixteen months, homie
I'm all about chasin' paper
This how we comin' out the gates, homie

Da REAList in stores December 16th
What time it is, brah?
5:22 in the mornin', brah, am
Either they hatin' or they tryna be just like me, man
Either they hatin' or they tryna be just like me