midnight rush, with a pen in my hand
inkin' lincoln, sand-script with a fan
remembering me, before we began
sometimes I felt so def in the jam

but the ones who loved me, told me to stop
like homegirl can't catch shit if it drop
a superwoman chick, you know that I am
some shit don't fly by me in a man

'cause I do not accept any less
than someone just as real, as fabulous

don't want no paper gangsta
won't sign away my life to
someone whose got the flavor
but don't have no follow through
don't want no paper gangsta
won't sign no monkey papers
I don't do funny business
not interested in fakers