I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally be somebody in this world
I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally live the life that I deserve
I gotta get to it
(Be) For anybody discover
Reception lessons present
It's best if you don't uncover
Messages left on read
It's a curse but it take a turn
It's a blessing I don't deserve
Voices calling it quits
But the urge is seldom ignored
Conform, follow, listen
Bigotry, indecision
Thinkin it's cuz Im different
I write to get out my prison
Hard to figure why I do it not a clue it's
Like
There's something right inside
Or in mind
I think I'm losing to it, right
My mind set left
Demons crept and feen acceptance
Feeling extra, Hold my breath
I
Confess cuz the
Energy and blessings, Press my chest
Crawling out the crest, I'm upset
Why we live in streets where police won't step
Police this debt
And cease unrest
We gone finally find the freedom or deceive the press
I Forgot that it's real
Now somebody gotta deal or nah
I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally be somebody in this world
I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally live the life that I deserve
I gotta get to it
I find
Why all these rappers die
Why all these rappers lie
If signed, no signing lines, signing life aside
That's written write co-signed
The evil life in eyes
The victories, winners high
Feel like it's by design
Like creation
Remember where we coming
Where we from
And how we've done
And
The whole reason we running
Plant the seed and we coming
Sprout the tree look at something
Whole team look at me
How we meet at this junction
Running running circles round the earth
It's like I'm virtual
Surgical
Flip a sample
Racking up my vertical
Vertigo
Never heard it tho
If the words just don't concern It tho
Pick a nerd, and flow
Verses, verses, slow
It being importance timing
Slur the line, and over line it
Making the time, to compromise
Cuz
Everybody in a hurry
But The money and the fame don't push me
Book me
I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally be somebody in this world
I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally live the life that I deserve
I gotta get to it
Carter Cook - Paper (feat. Breana Martin) Lyrics
Carter Cook - Paper (feat. Breana Martin) Lyrics
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I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally be somebody in this world
I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally live the life that I deserve
I gotta get to it
(Be) For anybody discover
Reception lessons present
It's best if you don't uncover
Messages left on read
It's a curse but it take a turn
It's a blessing I don't deserve
Voices calling it quits
But the urge is seldom ignored
Conform, follow, listen
Bigotry, indecision
Thinkin it's cuz Im different
I write to get out my prison
Hard to figure why I do it not a clue it's
Like
There's something right inside
Or in mind
I think I'm losing to it, right
My mind set left
Demons crept and feen acceptance
Feeling extra, Hold my breath
I
Confess cuz the
Energy and blessings, Press my chest
Crawling out the crest, I'm upset
Why we live in streets where police won't step
Police this debt
And cease unrest
We gone finally find the freedom or deceive the press
I Forgot that it's real
Now somebody gotta deal or nah
I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally be somebody in this world
I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally live the life that I deserve
I gotta get to it
I find
Why all these rappers die
Why all these rappers lie
If signed, no signing lines, signing life aside
That's written write co-signed
The evil life in eyes
The victories, winners high
Feel like it's by design
Like creation
Remember where we coming
Where we from
And how we've done
And
The whole reason we running
Plant the seed and we coming
Sprout the tree look at something
Whole team look at me
How we meet at this junction
Running running circles round the earth
It's like I'm virtual
Surgical
Flip a sample
Racking up my vertical
Vertigo
Never heard it tho
If the words just don't concern It tho
Pick a nerd, and flow
Verses, verses, slow
It being importance timing
Slur the line, and over line it
Making the time, to compromise
Cuz
Everybody in a hurry
But The money and the fame don't push me
Book me
I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally be somebody in this world
I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally live the life that I deserve
I gotta get to it
Get this paper
And finally be somebody in this world
I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally live the life that I deserve
I gotta get to it
(Be) For anybody discover
Reception lessons present
It's best if you don't uncover
Messages left on read
It's a curse but it take a turn
It's a blessing I don't deserve
Voices calling it quits
But the urge is seldom ignored
Conform, follow, listen
Bigotry, indecision
Thinkin it's cuz Im different
I write to get out my prison
Hard to figure why I do it not a clue it's
Like
There's something right inside
Or in mind
I think I'm losing to it, right
My mind set left
Demons crept and feen acceptance
Feeling extra, Hold my breath
I
Confess cuz the
Energy and blessings, Press my chest
Crawling out the crest, I'm upset
Why we live in streets where police won't step
Police this debt
And cease unrest
We gone finally find the freedom or deceive the press
I Forgot that it's real
Now somebody gotta deal or nah
I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally be somebody in this world
I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally live the life that I deserve
I gotta get to it
I find
Why all these rappers die
Why all these rappers lie
If signed, no signing lines, signing life aside
That's written write co-signed
The evil life in eyes
The victories, winners high
Feel like it's by design
Like creation
Remember where we coming
Where we from
And how we've done
And
The whole reason we running
Plant the seed and we coming
Sprout the tree look at something
Whole team look at me
How we meet at this junction
Running running circles round the earth
It's like I'm virtual
Surgical
Flip a sample
Racking up my vertical
Vertigo
Never heard it tho
If the words just don't concern It tho
Pick a nerd, and flow
Verses, verses, slow
It being importance timing
Slur the line, and over line it
Making the time, to compromise
Cuz
Everybody in a hurry
But The money and the fame don't push me
Book me
I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally be somebody in this world
I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally live the life that I deserve
I gotta get to it
Writer: Breana Martin, Carter Hudak
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