PAPRIKA 2.0 - Cj Fly

Independent, watch me do it all myself

They could never put a nigga on a shelf

Told these labels fuck 'em I don’t need your help

Swimmin' through the like I’m Michael Phelps

Pluggin' useless shit my product through the mail

Started with an ounce and upgrade to a

Breaking down these grams then put it on the scale

Bagged it up and then I go and make a sale

Only when I’m rollin' when I take an L

Gave my bitch a couple hundred for her nails

Yeah my money tall, your’s shorter than an elf

You don’t think it’s hot then you can go to Hell

I been on the computer ever since a Dell

Now I’m tryna make these hits like I’m Adele

I’m too laser-focused I can never fail

Even though they doubt me, I’ma still prevail

When I start to drop it’s gonna hurt like hell

All these fucking bars, it’s looking like a jail

Always actin' tough, but most these rappers frail

Most of y’all fugazi actin' like you real

When I step on tracks it’s like I touched the real

Shocking y’all just like I was an fucking eel

I’m just doing me, could care less how you feel

Now I need a house and somewhere in the hills

Driving like it’s stolen when I bought the

I step in the ring like I came for the belt

And my name gon' ring just like the front doorbell

I remember when I couldn’t pay my bills

When I didn’t have it, I would had to steal

Hit the corner store and take a Ginger Ale

Or a Mountain Dew just for my cousin

Open up my cabinet my food was stale

Elevator broke we had to take the stairs

When I couldn’t make it, momma braid my hair

Things were rough for us for just a couple years

Thought I wouldn’t make it, shed so many tears

Made me feeling like nobody cares

It ain’t matter that I thought it wasn’t fair

Fight or flight I had to let go of my fears

Time just came for me to settle my affairs