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Back on my grind, stack in my pocket

You ain’t got no money, why the hell are you talkin'?

Back on the grind, stack in my pocket

Ain’t about money, why the hell are we talkin'?

I go hard

For the paper, for the paper

For the paper, for the paper

For the paper, for the paper

For the paper, for the paper

Mama I will never workin' 9 to 5 again

Tell me get to the money

That’s got to keep away from enemies and lost of couple friends

Man this still ain’t funny

But I back on my grind, stack in my pocket

You ain’t got no money, why the hell are you talkin'?

I’m heading straight to the bank, another deposit

my thoughts, turn this shit to a profit

I go hard

For the paper, for the paper

Fuck a hater, man I go hard

For the paper, for the paper

That’s my bitch and I’mma take it cause I’m

Back on my grind, stack in my pocket

You ain’t got no money, why the hell are you talkin'?

Back on the grind, stack in my pocket

Ain’t about money, why the hell are we talkin'?

I go hard

For the paper, for the paper

For the paper, for the paper

For the paper, for the paper

For the paper, for the paper

Give me dinero, I go right where it goes, I work hard I get dough

You niggas’s weirdos I don’t play with money, I even take euros

Okay, yeah I changed for the money

Cause life ain’t been the same since I came for the money

Never wait for the money

Wake up everyday I’m on the way to the money

Go hard

For the paper, for the paper

Fuck a hater, man I go hard

For the paper, for the paper

That’s my bitch and I’mma take it cause I’m

Back on my grind, stack in my pocket

You ain’t got no money, why the hell are you talkin'?

Back on the grind, stack in my pocket

Ain’t about money, why the hell are we talkin'?

I go hard

For the paper, for the paper

For the paper, for the paper

For the paper, for the paper

For the paper, for the paper