Yes or No (Paper Call) Lyrics
[Intro: Yuh Mcety]
Dawg is you getting enough paper?
ohh you don’t wanna talk to me?
only the paper talks to you? ohh, so
[Bridge: Slam-Boy]
If the money talk than why y’all quite? (them niggas on shhh mode)
You say you eat them racks but I see you on a diet (are you slimmin?)
You said you was a playa but ’ was never like Paez (neither like a ball boy)
If the money say yes than why say no? (why?)
If the paper call than why say no? (why?)
The money make a nigga shine
(it make a nigga glow)
If yes to the money than why you hitted no (I never)
If yes to the good life than why you never glow?
Yes or no to the money, too much needs that a nigga never know (so it said)
[Verse 1: Yuh Mcety]
No to me but I’m still on my way up hustle
I do it from the muscle, like a DC hustle
My closet empty like Cassper’s Bentley tank on day one
But I still breathe nigga, and they still breed nigga
Tryna up the new generation of lazy niggas
Them will never be like us we went miles to school
But still we was never cool, course them pockets were daily nappin’
Some they say I’m trippin’, all these jeans that rippin’
Don’t have one I’m still happy though my inner grinnin’
All my niggas winnin’ than what the F about me?
Was I born to lose course I’m a sinner already?
I tryna listen to the motivations but never motivated
Doctors and Pastors, Prophets ain’t done it yet
Hopsin is my last hope course Meek in my mind
Told me to get up and get it,
I’m on my 19 flows nigga 42 on a grind
Makaveli gotta hear this, R.I.P but I say L.I.P
A nigga’s living on K Dot, Cole and Rihmeek,
said that he back
I’m a frictional force on a negative movement
Than a positive work gotta get a plus on a network
I gotta get the paper, but the data ‘fore the paper than I’mma be a new man
Them older brothers told me so, than Imma make it so
Sometimes I crave them hot wings while there’s a gas in the pot
My grandma with the Stoney, debt list her name dominated
Imma elevate and change that have an award or get nominated
For it, I do it for keeps
I done went miles with the sounding stomach
Made a lot of jokes, folks on poverty and my daddy sellin’ Ream
Momma in the IU she gonn’ get some ice cream
I done lost good folks on a daily basis
R.I.P. Stiv’, Granddadies, great momma
I’m penniless, I’m swaggless, I’m cooless but thank God that I’m brainful
My neurons functionin’ well never get to be a called a fool
MA for me and my heart and my brain for her I could’ve my blood strain
From my body to the Earth likewise to the Abel one
They say the paper is a root of evil and I got hook mark
If it’s a root of Evil than why do we feel so blessed when we have it?
[Pre-Hook: Yuh Mcety]
If the money talk than why y’all quite? (them niggas on shhh mode)
You say you eat them racks but I see you on a diet (are you slimmin?)
You said you was a playa but ’ was never like Paez (neither like a ball boy)
You said you run the game but I always see you walkin’ (walk it)
Said you hate a talker but I see you hate yourself (you do a lot of it)
Yes or no to the money, too much needs that a nigga never know (so it said)
[Verse 2: Slam-Boy]
Them racks say yeah
Got plenty of needs (yeah)
GrandSlammerGuy wanna flex
Ma nigga get more racks for the flex
Look up to Slam the game changer is fresh
We hustle everyday no time for rest
More time for cash
I do the shit for the fam
Eish nigga those good people come first
Ain’t a still person Slam goes further
Pull up the socks
They pull up to Slam to get some notes
Am all ’bout the paper they all bout the coins
Yet ain’t got what I need
But I got what they need
Ma nigga am goin’ further just chill
Am doing ma shit I just stay real
We talkin of real niggas who change the game
Ma vibe is saucy just look up to ma lane
I do the shit for 035 not for the lames
Get it hoe ’am elevated focus is feeded
Revolutionists got it so everything needs to be ended
Case close SlamBoy is done
[Hook: Yuh Mcety]
If the money say yes than why say no (why)
If them racks say yes than why say no (why)
The money make a nigga shine
(it make a nigga glow)
If yes to the money than why you hitted no (I never)
If yes to the good life than why you never glow?
Yes or no to the money, too much needs that a nigga never know (so it said)
[Verse 3: Yuh Mcety]
Still no nigga it want me to change my backup
But ne’er did that now my day last actin’ day first
They say they knew me fore I went crazy bout the beat making
The time I was a cheese boy but never was paper making
Ever since I grew up I saw niggas levelin’ up
Those who brought the hatred with them always down in the ladders
They never sip Bombay so they all got desert bladders
They all faking that they got me but I see
They tryna cross me like Mad Max on the road fury
But will never nigga I’m a grizzly bear in a vault hairy
Body nigga they gonn’ hate
But that is like a Pilot on 96 never be permanent
Just imagine living in a house of three if it’s not you it’s you
No racks, no boo
No cheer, no boo
Even when the Friday hit be still on my old pants
What a shame to be me
Them niggas I trusted are now on SHE
Living the 2 life’s and stuff
They made my heart colder than that of Puff
They say they got a back up inside in case they get a cuff
But no shit nigga 2 groups and you gotta choose
No being a fence sitter if you snooze you’ll lose
Make connections for the booze
Back to square one a nigga on a circle and yeah it’s a fair one
[Outro: Yuh Mcety]
Said you hate a talker but I see you hate yourself (you played yourself)
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