Paper Trail (Feat. Naledge)

Paper trails steady fallin from the sky (pick it up!)

Get away in that cherry bubble eye

Pop the corks and just raise your glass high (cheers!)

Spark the doobie, we 'bout to get high (get high!)

Money on my mind, 'bout to get rich

We young tycoons on a platinum trip

From uh, Paris to uh, Tokyo and uh

New York to uh, Chicago and uh

Miami to the D-Town

Cause everywhere we go you know we puttin it down

It's like, Eazy-Duz-It, this here be a doozy

My verbal treat a double-oh snare like a floozy

Slide inside and on to the next one

Spit that futuristic shit, George Jetson

Ultimate fighter, ultimate writer

Stadium flow is made for cigarette lighters

Behind mics my lines punch like I'm

Kimbo Slice, M-Bone nice

Second to none, bump gums like the cinnamon team

Make green with a sweeter sixteen and

Little Aaron Reid on MTV

Caviar in the form of an MP3

Made in conjunction with the real here delivered

Down from heaven onto me, Mr. Jabari Evans and

Paper trails steady fallin from the sky (pick it up!)

Get away in that cherry bubble eye

Pop the corks and just raise your glass high (cheers!)

Spark the doobie, we 'bout to get high (get high!)

Money on my mind, 'bout to get rich

We young tycoons on a platinum trip

From uh, ATL to uh, VA and uh

Berlin to uh, the Bay and uh

Seattle to the H-Town

Cause everywhere we go you know we puttin it down

Phon' to the Lo, the show stopper

You and your crew look so awkward while I'm in Osaka

Lettin, the beats bang 'til I'm hard of hearing

Make the ear ring just like some doorknockers

I, always gotta do my job and stay on top of mine

It wasn't written lil' nigga, it was prophesized

In '03 I dropped The Listening and

It took me from Paris to New York to Michigan and

Niggas thought that we would get dropped

But I just made a pit stop, retired like the Michelin Man

Now I'm back on your track, like Ricky Bobby and I

Piss excellence the step to this, you out of your mind

Me and Knowledge the team, it's a movement but nah

We need class participation, raise a hand to the sky

Let's go!

Paper trails steady fallin from the sky (pick it up!)

Get away in that cherry bubble eye

Pop the corks and just raise your glass high (cheers!)

Spark the doobie, we 'bout to get high (get high!)

Money on my mind, 'bout to get rich

We young tycoons on a platinum trip

From uh, Paris to uh, Tokyo and uh

New York to uh, Chicago and uh

Miami to the D-Town

Cause everywhere we go you know we puttin it down

A shot of brilliance, chased with some excellence

Heavy on je ne sais quoi, translation

I'm somethin like a star when it comes to the verbal spar

Ride tracks sorta like a NASCAR

Limited time only, trust this ain't the same shit

Take a rain check on the lame shit

Catch me on the Champs-Élysées sippin cabernet

Eatin, salmon fillet with peach jelly glaze

Strictly on some player shit, I'm not paupless

But I got no synonyms just to say the shit

I'm on my P's and Q's, cross T's, dot I's

See the hunger of the Southside in my brown eyes

Not sayin that I was poor

But I was sayin I could always use more cause umm

Paper trails steady fallin from the sky (pick it up!)

Get away in that cherry bubble eye

Pop the corks and just raise your glass high (cheers!)

Spark the doobie, we 'bout to get high (get high!)

Money on my mind, 'bout to get rich

We young tycoons on a platinum trip

From uh, Paris to uh, Tokyo and uh

New York to uh, Chicago and uh

Miami to the D-Town

Cause everywhere we go you know we puttin it down