(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
Uh-uhh
Lately I been f*cked up I just wanna drink (Wanna drink)
Lately I been f*cked up I can't even think (Nah, no)
Cop another pint (Pint), cop another bottle (Oh)
Roll another blunt, I'm just tryna go full throttle, I can't (No, no, no)
I cannot think about the past (No)
I can't think about the future (No)
I can't think about what last
I can't think about the first
I can't think about the last (Last)
I can't think about the
Yeah
Girl you know I'm insecure so just give me reassurance
You get on my nerves, you say I still make you nervous
And I hate when you make me feel like I'm crazy
Cause I never wanna see you cry it pains me
I've been on my lonely lately
Sipping drank and paper chasing (Paper chasing)
F*ck them pussy n***** hating (Aye)
Tell my n***** we gon make it
Ride 'round in some new shit
Tell brodie "We got this shit on lock with all this music" (With all this music)
I ain't never worried cause they know that imma use it (Imma use it)
Shorty f*cked me up, gave her my love and she abused it (She abused it)
Started going up because I got tired of losing (Aye)
Let's get to the music (Music)
Brodie know wassup, we in the stu let's get into it (Let's get into it)
I treat it like it's two of you, it ain't no getting through to you (Nah, nah)
Don't say you tell the truth cause you ain't got no proof
I gotta get this off my chest, it's on my mind, I'm in the stu
Yeah I'm see what you on, I'm on that too, how low I gotta stoop? Tell me
Tell me
Tell me (Aye)
Tell me baby what you tryna sell me?
Aye, in the ocean drowning no one helped me (No one helped me)
He got caught up so he started telling
How the f*ck you telling? (Telling)
Why the f*ck you snitch? (Aye)
Bitch I hang around felons (Felons), I'll get your wig split
Riding 'round with four nicks
He got caught with his bitch
Man down it's a hit
Now he ain't talking no shit (No)
Riding around with my blick (Yeah)
Four nick and you know that it's on me (Aye)
This for any nigga plotting thinking they run up on me or they think they can hoe me
I've been on my lonely lately
Sipping drank and paper chasing (Paper chasing)
F*ck them pussy n***** hating
Tell my n***** we gon make it
Aye
J.C & Øso - Paper Chasing Lyrics
J.C & Øso - Paper Chasing Lyrics
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(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
Uh-uhh
Lately I been f*cked up I just wanna drink (Wanna drink)
Lately I been f*cked up I can't even think (Nah, no)
Cop another pint (Pint), cop another bottle (Oh)
Roll another blunt, I'm just tryna go full throttle, I can't (No, no, no)
I cannot think about the past (No)
I can't think about the future (No)
I can't think about what last
I can't think about the first
I can't think about the last (Last)
I can't think about the
Yeah
Girl you know I'm insecure so just give me reassurance
You get on my nerves, you say I still make you nervous
And I hate when you make me feel like I'm crazy
Cause I never wanna see you cry it pains me
I've been on my lonely lately
Sipping drank and paper chasing (Paper chasing)
F*ck them pussy n***** hating (Aye)
Tell my n***** we gon make it
Ride 'round in some new shit
Tell brodie "We got this shit on lock with all this music" (With all this music)
I ain't never worried cause they know that imma use it (Imma use it)
Shorty f*cked me up, gave her my love and she abused it (She abused it)
Started going up because I got tired of losing (Aye)
Let's get to the music (Music)
Brodie know wassup, we in the stu let's get into it (Let's get into it)
I treat it like it's two of you, it ain't no getting through to you (Nah, nah)
Don't say you tell the truth cause you ain't got no proof
I gotta get this off my chest, it's on my mind, I'm in the stu
Yeah I'm see what you on, I'm on that too, how low I gotta stoop? Tell me
Tell me
Tell me (Aye)
Tell me baby what you tryna sell me?
Aye, in the ocean drowning no one helped me (No one helped me)
He got caught up so he started telling
How the f*ck you telling? (Telling)
Why the f*ck you snitch? (Aye)
Bitch I hang around felons (Felons), I'll get your wig split
Riding 'round with four nicks
He got caught with his bitch
Man down it's a hit
Now he ain't talking no shit (No)
Riding around with my blick (Yeah)
Four nick and you know that it's on me (Aye)
This for any nigga plotting thinking they run up on me or they think they can hoe me
I've been on my lonely lately
Sipping drank and paper chasing (Paper chasing)
F*ck them pussy n***** hating
Tell my n***** we gon make it
Aye
(Yeah, yeah)
Uh-uhh
Lately I been f*cked up I just wanna drink (Wanna drink)
Lately I been f*cked up I can't even think (Nah, no)
Cop another pint (Pint), cop another bottle (Oh)
Roll another blunt, I'm just tryna go full throttle, I can't (No, no, no)
I cannot think about the past (No)
I can't think about the future (No)
I can't think about what last
I can't think about the first
I can't think about the last (Last)
I can't think about the
Yeah
Girl you know I'm insecure so just give me reassurance
You get on my nerves, you say I still make you nervous
And I hate when you make me feel like I'm crazy
Cause I never wanna see you cry it pains me
I've been on my lonely lately
Sipping drank and paper chasing (Paper chasing)
F*ck them pussy n***** hating (Aye)
Tell my n***** we gon make it
Ride 'round in some new shit
Tell brodie "We got this shit on lock with all this music" (With all this music)
I ain't never worried cause they know that imma use it (Imma use it)
Shorty f*cked me up, gave her my love and she abused it (She abused it)
Started going up because I got tired of losing (Aye)
Let's get to the music (Music)
Brodie know wassup, we in the stu let's get into it (Let's get into it)
I treat it like it's two of you, it ain't no getting through to you (Nah, nah)
Don't say you tell the truth cause you ain't got no proof
I gotta get this off my chest, it's on my mind, I'm in the stu
Yeah I'm see what you on, I'm on that too, how low I gotta stoop? Tell me
Tell me
Tell me (Aye)
Tell me baby what you tryna sell me?
Aye, in the ocean drowning no one helped me (No one helped me)
He got caught up so he started telling
How the f*ck you telling? (Telling)
Why the f*ck you snitch? (Aye)
Bitch I hang around felons (Felons), I'll get your wig split
Riding 'round with four nicks
He got caught with his bitch
Man down it's a hit
Now he ain't talking no shit (No)
Riding around with my blick (Yeah)
Four nick and you know that it's on me (Aye)
This for any nigga plotting thinking they run up on me or they think they can hoe me
I've been on my lonely lately
Sipping drank and paper chasing (Paper chasing)
F*ck them pussy n***** hating
Tell my n***** we gon make it
Aye
Writer: J.C , Øso
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