Midnight rush, with a pen in my hand    Inkin Lincoln sand-script with a fan    Remembering me, before it began    Sometimes I felt so Def in the Jam      Cuz the ones who loved me, told me to stop    Like homegirl cant catch sh*t if it drops    A superwoman chick, you know that i am    Some sh*t dont fly by me in a man       Cuz i do not accept any less   Than someone just as real, as fabulous       Dont want no paper gangsta    Wont sign away my life to    Someone whos got the flavor    But dont have no follow through    Dont want no paper gangsta    Wont sign no monkey papers    I dont do funny business    Not interested in fakers    Dont want no paper gangsta    Uh oh    Dont want no paper gangsta    Uh oh    Dont want no paper gangsta       Got somethng really shiny to start    Want me to sign there on your Range Rover heart?    Ive heard it before   Yeah the dinners were nice    Till you diamond words melted into some ice       You should have been around rapping to the beat of My song Mr. California, paper gansta and Im looking For love, not an empty page full of stuff that means Nothing but "you've been played"      Cuz i do not accept any less than someone just as Real as fabulous       chours       chours (x2)