Paper
Chief Keef featuring Gucci Mane Lyrics
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Man I'm just tryna get paper
That young nigga that got a paper problem
He can't get to no paper
I ain't never had no paper problems
Nigga I been gettin' paper
That young nigga got a paper problem
Cause he never had no paper, paper, paper
Don't smoke my weed in papers
Don't buy blunts that got flavors, nah
I just touched down in Jamaica
I'ma try to smoke two acres
Send a nigga to his maker
Be cheaper to cremate ya
Fuck the nigga and the bitch that made ya
You ain't really doing nothing major
Gotta E-40 Water extendo, like 40 40 water
Big timer, timer
Timer got a timepiece full of diamonds
Sprinkle, sprinkle, sprinkle
Got your girl gone off that Molly
Ballin' in the VI, don't I look so icy
I need to go to rehab, addicted to Ferrari's
My rose gold Rollie like brrrrr nigga
My yellow gold Rollie, brrrrr, brrrrr, nigga
I concur that you're not real nigga
So man I don't even wanna deal wit ya
And the niggas that you with
Is some bitch niggas
Cause they know you lame and
They still with ya
One to get ya then I'm comin' to get ya
When I shoot nigga it ain’t
Hard to hit ya nigga
I ain't really havin' no paper problems
Man I'm just tryna get paper
That young nigga that got a paper problem
He can't get to no paper
I ain't never had no paper problems
Nigga I been gettin' paper
That young nigga got a paper problem
Cause he never had no paper, paper, paper
Paper, man I got so much paper
Don't smoke my weed in papers
Don't buy blunts that got flavors, nah
Paper, paper, man I got so much paper
That young nigga got a paper problem
Cause he ain't never had no paper, paper
Paper
They like Sosa
Why you runnin' thru 100 thousand?
I ain't never had no paper
I ain't 'Wop, I ain't Jay
But I was making 500 every day
Make one call send a
Stain that’s caper problem
Caper gone pull that K
Run in your house, where your safe
Anything to get that cake in the club wilin'
Make it rain in this bitch cause
It's hot and bitches crowded
Let a nigga try me
Fuck around, fuck around, fuck around
Fuck around and meet his thottie
Smokin' on a fattie
And my pocket is a fattie
All I fuck with is fettys boy hope you ready
Coming real hard like the G
That's after the 'a'in spaghetti
I'm wearin' lunatics, I don't do Nelly
Hey, I'm rolling and I don't know Kelly
Racks up in my jeans and I don't know Billie
Walked up in saks, throwin' up racks
They smell me
I ain't really havin' no paper problems
Man I'm just tryna get paper
That young nigga that got a paper problem
He can't get to no paper
I ain't never had no paper problems
Nigga I been gettin' paper
That young nigga got a paper problem
Cause he never had no paper, paper, paper
Paper, man I got so much paper
Don't smoke my weed in papers
Don't buy blunts that got flavors, nah
Paper, paper, man I got so much paper
That young nigga got a paper problem
Cause he ain't never had no paper, paper
Paper
In the song "Paper" by Chief Keef, the lyrics revolve around the idea of money and the desire to acquire more of it. The opening lines express that the artist doesn't have any problems related to money, but instead, he is focused on earning more. He refers to himself as a young nigga with a "paper problem," implying that his obsession is with making money and that he can't get enough of it. The repetition of the word "paper" emphasizes this fixation.
The lyrics also touch on Chief Keef's lifestyle and indulgences. He mentions being in Jamaica and wanting to smoke a large amount of marijuana, referencing "two acres" worth. He boasts about his material possessions, such as expensive watches filled with diamonds. The mention of being addicted to Ferraris suggests a lavish lifestyle filled with luxury cars. The artist also asserts his superiority over others, dismissing those he deems as fake or irrelevant.
Line by Line Meaning
I ain't really havin' no paper problems
I don't have any financial issues
Man I'm just tryna get paper
I'm focused on earning money
That young nigga that got a paper problem
That young guy is struggling to make money
He can't get to no paper
He is unable to earn money
I ain't never had no paper problems
I have never faced any financial difficulties
Nigga I been gettin' paper
I have been consistently earning money
That young nigga got a paper problem
That young guy is facing financial challenges
Cause he never had no paper, paper, paper
Because he has never had any money
Paper, man I got so much paper
I have a large amount of money
Don't smoke my weed in papers
Don't use rolling papers to smoke my marijuana
Don't buy blunts that got flavors, nah
Don't purchase flavored cigars
I just touched down in Jamaica
I recently arrived in Jamaica
I'ma try to smoke two acres
I'm going to attempt to smoke a large quantity of marijuana
Send a nigga to his maker
Cause someone's death
Be cheaper to cremate ya
It would be more cost-effective to cremate you
Fuck the nigga and the bitch that made ya
Disregard the man and woman who brought you into this world
You ain't really doing nothing major
You're not accomplishing anything significant
Gotta E-40 Water extendo, like 40 40 water
I have a firearm with an extended magazine, like the one E-40 possesses
Big timer, timer
I am a big-time player
Timer got a timepiece full of diamonds
My watch is adorned with diamond stones
Sprinkle, sprinkle, sprinkle
I am sprinkling or throwing money around
Got your girl gone off that Molly
Your girlfriend is under the influence of the drug MDMA
Ballin' in the VI, don't I look so icy
I am showing off my wealth and jewelery in the Virgin Islands
I need to go to rehab, addicted to Ferrari's
I should seek help for my addiction to luxury sports cars
My rose gold Rollie like brrrrr nigga
My rose gold Rolex watch is highly valuable and impressive
My yellow gold Rollie, brrrrr, brrrrr, nigga
My yellow gold Rolex watch is also valuable and impressive
I concur that you're not real nigga
I agree that you are not authentic or genuine
So man I don't even wanna deal wit ya
I don't want to have any association or interaction with you
And the niggas that you with, is some bitch niggas
The people you associate with are insignificant and weak
Cause they know you lame and, They still with ya
They are aware that you are unimpressive, but they still choose to be around you
One to get ya then I'm comin' to get ya
Once I identify your vulnerability, I will come after you
When I shoot nigga it ain’t, Hard to hit ya nigga
When I fire a gun, it is not difficult to hit the target
They like Sosa, Why you runnin' thru 100 thousand?
People are curious about Chief Keef's extravagant spending of $100,000
I ain't 'Wop, I ain't Jay, But I was making 500 every day
I may not be Gucci Mane or Jay-Z, but I used to earn $500 daily
Make one call send a, Stain that’s caper problem
I can make a single phone call and arrange a criminal act
Caper gone pull that K, Run in your house, where your safe
A criminal associate will use a firearm and invade your home to access your safe
Anything to get that cake in the club wilin', Make it rain in this bitch cause, It's hot and bitches crowded
I'm willing to do anything to obtain money, even if it means causing chaos and throwing money in a crowded club full of women
Let a nigga try me, Fuck around, fuck around, fuck around, Fuck around and meet his thottie
If someone tests or provokes me, they will end up encountering a dangerous woman associated with me
Smokin' on a fattie, And my pocket is a fattie
I am smoking a large marijuana joint and my wallet is filled with a large sum of money
All I fuck with is fettys boy hope you ready
I only associate with people who have a lot of money, so I hope you're prepared
Coming real hard like the G, That's after the 'a'in spaghetti
I am exhibiting extreme toughness, like the letter 'g' in the word 'spaghetti'
I'm wearin' lunatics, I don't do Nelly
I am dressed in luxury brands, not interested in anything associated with Nelly
Hey, I'm rolling and I don't know Kelly
Hey, I am driving around and I'm not familiar with Kelly (referring to someone named Kelly or potentially to the song 'Ignition' by R. Kelly)
Racks up in my jeans and I don't know Billie
I have a lot of money in my jeans and I am not familiar with Billie (referring to someone named Billie or potentially to Billie Eilish)
Walked up in saks, throwin' up racks, They smell me
I entered the luxury retail store Saks Fifth Avenue and flaunted a large amount of money, making my presence known
Lyrics © DistroKid, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Big Bill
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@naee007
This beat so hard wtf
@familyguyfreemoviedownload8314
“i need to go to rehab, addicted to ferarris” is one of the hardest lines ever
@mangdoo285
pretty mid bar if were being honest
@kevingomez97
@@mangdoo285 lmfao fr
@kendrickcooperofmarshalltx2757
Beat sick as fuck!
@demetriusbateman3102
This my shit Sosa gang
@jayythrash3646
still my shit
@almightydawn3670
Underrated
@rarecandy3445
not enough trunk space in a caprice to handle this beat
@txmademigo8327
Kinda sad dat dis comment section isn’t active