Tafia & Young Dolph – Paper Route (Instrumental) (Prod. By Donn Suave & Dummy Beatz)

[Intro: Tafia]
Ayy, ayy
I done overcame a lot of shit and stood on my intentions, ayy
Shit be gettin’ so deep, I been through shit I never mentioned, ayy (Suave on the track)
All these people real until they really in your business (Dummy)
Ayy
Ayy
This shit get real, nigga
Took the paper route
Ayy, ayy, ayy
[Chorus: Tafia]
I been quakin’ through these streets, they tryna see what all the fuss about
Up the score one more, I had to take another killer out
Shit wasn’t goin’ my way, I’d probably take another route
Name always in the news ‘causе I chose the paper routе, ayy
Took the paper route, chose the paper route, ayy
Been had my respect before I ever heard of clout
Got some niggas in my hood feel like I already made it out
I still be in them trenches like, “The fuck you talkin’ ’bout?”

[Verse 1: Tafia]
I done hit rock bottom, then became the people’s choice
Too much come with bein’ hero, from now on, the people’s voice
I won’t be playin’ no games, but I got a lot of toys, ayy
Real steppers gon’ step with me, they don’t make a lot of noise, ayy
I took the paper route, chose the paper route
If I took somethin’, that job done, we can’t work it out (Let’s go)
Ran across this pretty brown thing in a drought, ayy (She bad)
Had her runnin’ plays when I was ‘posed to take her out (That cash)
I put paper on her pockets, so she had to thug it out (Had to thug it out)
Shit ain’t never promised, but I promise to get out (I promise to get out)
So I took the paper route, chose the paper route
If I took somethin’, that job done, we can’t work it out

[Chorus: Tafia]
I been quakin’ through these streets, they tryna see what all the fuss about
Up the score one more, I had to take another killer out
Shit wasn’t goin’ my way, I’d probably take another route
Name always in the news ’cause I chose the paper route, ayy
Took the paper route, chose the paper route, ayy
Been had my respect before I ever heard of clout
Got some niggas in my hood feel like I already made it out
I still be in them trenches like, “The fuck you talkin’ ’bout?”
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[Verse 2: Young Dolph]
I got rich in the trenches (No cap), keep me an extension (Thirty)
I threw my nigga a chopper and I sent him on a mission (Go ‘head)
Hard-head as a motherfucker, no, I don’t listen (Naw)
All we know is killin’ (Yeah), all I see is millions (Yeah, yeah)
On the block collecting paper off of pounds (Yeah, yeah)
My lil’ nigga ‘nem can’t wait to lay you down (Yeah, yeah)
Everybody wanna trap, but they ain’t built for it (Wait a minute)
Who want it the baddest? Will you kill for it? (Ayy)
I came from bags in the wall, Glock in my drawers
High-speedin’, runnin’ from the laws, opps, fuck ’em all
A hundred racks, I spent that in the mall, I can’t fuck with y’all
Tell them gossipin’-ass niggas keep my dick out they jaw

[Chorus: Tafia]
I been quakin’ through these streets, they tryna see what all the fuss about
Up the score one more, I had to take another killer out
Shit wasn’t goin’ my way, I’d probably take another route
Name always in the news ’cause I chose the paper route, ayy
Took the paper route, chose the paper route, ayy
Been had my respect before I ever heard of clout
Got some niggas in my hood feel like I already made it out
I still be in them trenches like, “The fuck you talkin’ ’bout?”