“Paper Chase”
You run away, get out the way, yeah
Every day is a paper chase, yeah
Every we chasing cakes, yeah
Grinding to see better days, yeah
A lotta niggas mad, hating for no reason
Niggas want my life, crackers want my freedom
The same way I came in is the same way I’m leaving
Grinding to see better days, yeah
Bubba, that’s paved the way (you okay)
They killed Kai, he the one put me on this paper chase (long live twenty-three)
I remember damn broke, trapping out at twenty-eight (yeah)
Chris Johnson, I move that pack at the fastest pace (he gone), damn (damn)
You broke ass niggas speed bump ’cause y’all always in the way (yeah)
Penalty, illegal formation, ain’t having no emotion anyway
I chase that paper daily, every day, that’s why I got the cake
Don’t want my sons with no step daddy, I’m staying out the way
Let that Honda match, you gon’ for sending shots
There’s no more handguns or sprinters, I’m in a suburban with the K
Kai died, wish he was with us, I still remember it every day
These niggas love to hate but it’s straight ’cause I’m getting to this cake
You run away, get out the way, yeah
Every day is a paper chase, yeah
Every we chasing cakes, yeah
Grinding to see better days, yeah
A lotta niggas mad, hating for no reason
Niggas want my life, crackers want my freedom
The same way I came in is the same way I’m leaving
Grinding to see better days, yeah
Grinding, tryna make a wave, I’m surfing on ’em nigga
I’m the one who made a way, that’s why I signed to Rod
Niggas they be feeling played, that’s why I keep the ride
Imitation niggas playing [?]
Spraying like we playing taunt, toughest nigga
Hit the can, they turn into a pump, the kennel shot itself in its foot
With its own pump, the smallest nigga hit the can
They want the bottom bomb, he bumping nigga
You run away, get out the way, yeah
Every day is a paper chase, yeah
Every we chasing cakes, yeah
Grinding to see better days, yeah
A lotta niggas mad, hating for no reason
Niggas want my life, crackers want my freedom
The same way I came in is the same way I’m leaving
Grinding to see better days, yeah
About Rod Wave Lyrics
Artist: Rod Wave
Related songs: Pain Lyrics
Born: August 27, 1999 (age 23 years), St. Petersburg, Florida, United States
Education: Lakewood High School
Nominations: Billboard Music Award for Top New Artist, MORE
Genre: Hip hop music, Trap music, Contemporary R&B, Soul music, Hip-Hop/Rap
Record labels: Interscope Records, Geffen Records