Paper Hearts

[Verse 1] Only God can judge me, he the only one who know me But my little cousin, that’s the one and only Goldie (Goldie Glo( All we need is us, don’t need no money, need no hoes or drugs Or co-signs from these phony fucks, these suckers they can blow me Need no introduction, I know everybody know me On the low these niggas owe me cause nobody came before me Sippin' OE through my gold teeth Oh my God I'm blowing up, these busters stunting like I suck That's just a front to cover up the fact that they can't fuck with him And I be playing dumb, who gives a fuck? But now I tell you what it's on site when I see you When you see me better knuckle up Cause it's this one time, it ain't my fault I never learned to trust I loved you like I loved myself, it's just I don't love me enough You probably think I'm nuts, you're probably right, sometimes I'm wild as fuck A pile of swisher bags, it wasn't my right to put my pens in you I'm just a young kid growing up who stumbled in and the lows are buff From nothing into something, in 6 months I should've slowed it up Overwhelmed, so I don't go out much or pick my mobile up I never been too social, [?], but Cody know what's up Throwing up [?] coconut, I had to give it up It all became a crutch, plus it was leading into other stuff Harder stuff, mama called me ask me if I'm doing drugs Whilding on my niggas and they think they frame is really buff Don't blame my addiction for the days that I was missin' Don't you get too crazy for this thing that I'm emitting Cum laude in her kitten, there's something you should now I turn her on the dick then she turn me on the [Hook] Paper hearts don't fold like wallets do Baby girl you know I want you Break it down now, pop it for the crew Yeah, yeah Paper hearts don't fold like dollars do Baby girl you know I want you Break it down now, pop it for the crew Yeah, yeah [Interlude] What's a paper heart you may ask? Uhm, being a paper heart basically means That understand the fact that time is just an illusion [Verse 2] When I was young I had dreams of being a poet Dreams of changing the world, although nobody would notice I'm from where the ones with respect was gun toting Either you had your own or you was young and hopeless I wasn't the former, never quite the latter Could say I was a loner, my thoughts was always scattered Preferred the sanctity of my own mind Scenes I seen in my childhood would make a saint blind I seen niggas driven mad, he had so much promise Free my nigga Benzo, shout my brother Thomas We from where the penny truck close at 6 o'clock Mommy called me out the window, she thought she heard some shots I was at the barber getting lined up Staring at the posters, observing while they talked Just another young nigga soaking game up Ten push-ups in the morning pumped my frame up Practicing my ice grill, tinfoil fronts Dropped out of high school when Jayo got locked up My father moved to Florida, I just gave up Dark phase of my past, I don't care to discuss That's when I found rap, well, rap found me And escaped from the madness that surrounded me Was banking on this dream ever since sixteen Back in building 154, apartment 4B That's kings people shit [Hook]