Blxst – Paper Route Lyrics

Blxst Paper Route Lyrics (feat. 2 Chainz)

Roll camera, and action!

Why she keep on texting me? Said put the time in
Know this paper route ain’t stoppin’, I decide when
You know you stuck inside that grind when you decline friends
Yeah, it’s too late for you to sign in
You know how many in my circle win if I win?
Bet they wish they would’ve never let my guys in
You know you stuck inside that grind when you decline friends
It’s too late for you to sign in

Yeah, well connected
You can’t do too much about it but respect it
I keep running to this money, that’s my fetish
It keep coming, ‘times I wonder where my head went, yeah
Okay, the Sixtape summers done ran up numbers
I’m sniping money easy like OKC thunder
Them love songs really got bitches thinkin’ I love ’em
My trust gone, I ain’t even picking up for my cousin
Okay, my baby spoiled, rotten, she planted both of my seeds
My juveniles, Hot Boyz 500 degrees
And what’s new? Counted me out and made them believe
And guess who foot on they necks? Now they can’t breathe
Yeah, well connected
Give a fuck ’bout what a broke ** suggested
Compound interest, got my interest in investments
Road to riches, bitch, I still ain’t hit my exit yet

Tony
Escobar owner
Went to Candyland, yeah, I got some ones on me
VC fund Tony
If you see me by myself, I got a gun on me
Don’t my wrist look like a disco ball at prom, don’t it?
When you mention me, just speak about the evolution
Women selling pussy, can’t invest in prostitution
Went to Buckhead to meet the Neiman Marcus booster
When you rich, your pillow case surrounded in Medusa
Yeah, I like it when it’s tight, but I’ma make it looser
Run a hundred through the counter and let that seduce ya
Young Mansa Musa
Got a gold toilet bowl to take a number deuce-a
Got too much ego and pride to even call a truce
I take a shroom, go on a trip and it was all inclusive
My old lady pluck my strings and it was all acoustic
Hanging with Dallas, took some chicks out to eat at Houston’s