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Verse 1
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Keep Your Mind On Paper
Keep Your Eyes On Paper
Keep- Keep Your Eyes
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Keep- Keep Your Eyes
Verse 2
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I was down on my last down with my
Instead of my partner's helping me I
was what they were laughing at
Can't approach the girl of your dreams
with pro- wiens and wragger jeans
So wife five- four shirt with the collar,
plus no dollar
It's been a long time since I slept outside,
next door to my daddy house
Fuck family and fuck friends too,
Yeah I was that nerd nigga
A pocket full of pencils but came
a pistol in my lap homie
I was voted most likely to
become a teacher
Everybody class is in session put'cha ears
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And the day's lesser than simple if you don't work,
And the lowest level of a man is when he is
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living on the
street
Whatever you put in the game,
the game goin give back to you playa
That's why my mind ain't on these bitches,
I keep my mind on paper
I got to keep my hands on swoll
Verse 3
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Keep my mind on my paper (I got to
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keep my hands on swoll)
Verse 4
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I got my mind on that pa per, mayn
solds in Cadillac's
coats and super posts
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If all that crying though help me,
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My hustle schedule is all night and all day
My daily routine is stacking
chains and hitting licks
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I use my with stick go get it and
stack them chips
The haters bumping they lips
to try to throw me off
But my eyes on the green like
I'll never ease up mashing
until the day I croak
My eyes on that paper till I meet my
Verse 5
swoll [x2]
Verse 6
I'da and take the hoe home
When you meet a chick you fuckin' the next day,
her homies go home
But in my crib the type of shenanigans
just don't go on
Thinking I'm goin pay to see your pussy,
bitch you got me so wrong
I might spend a little here,
spend a little there
Never spend any of it on pussy,
I'm a real player
Early birds get the worm,
I'm up when the cock crows
I'm a slip in the baker read
this play with money
When my friends stop playing with me,
I started to play with money
My nigga my ass,
ain't not one of y'all my nigga no mo'
Except for Jimbo, one night he caught
me creepin' up out of da bibyo
Even though I was down on my
luck so he threw me a bone
Put money in my pocket,
put me in a room and then my nigga was gone
Ever since then I been tasting
One of my people have money ain't
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