Shakur - Paper Freestyle Lyrics

Getting to the money
One hell of a journey
Lemme let you in on it
Some real niggas some fake ones
Be talking hard
But really ain't about none
Uh!
Dream chasing with the squad hommie
My granny looking down
I know that she's praying for me
Cause i swear i lost my ways a couple times
Trapping dirty for the dollar sign
Young black nigga on his grind
I know i know
Hustle gone pay for sure
Working till the morning lights
Then we taking flight
Mix it up mix it up
Till you get it right
Michael Jackson bad
Moon walking on some dynamites
Aye!
We the prototypes
Killer pon the mics
And that green white green
Is what that color like
Man in the mirror
Is what i'm feeling like
Hustle get paid repeat
Is how we living like
How we living like
The fast life in slow motion
Someone please get the sprite
Tell a bitch nigga not to kill my vibe
Look alive look alive nigga look alive
Cause chasing that paper all we know
Dont f*ck with my paper
Oh no no
We pull up skrrr on your window
Start taking shots like a free throw