Chocolate Ty Fasho - Paper piling

Paper piling up too much to hold in my hands
Bills out the question spend nights one whitesands
My hearts for ransom phone calls pull white vans
Love gets assassinated guns smokes from my hands
I'm in love with a psycho when she flips I'm like Yeah!
Her sexy appeal have me sitting back like damn!
Consequences they don't exist so we do not care
So if we want it we'll take it and there's no mistaking it
These doctors keep giving us meds
So when we do shit the cop like go head
To keep her blue they don't wanna go red
Cause if she goes red then will both go redddddd

Written by:
Tyree Swedenburg

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