PAPER ROUTE — LAST RIDE [Intro — whispered] yoo Meelo on the Beat Memphis… South Memphis… November twenty-first… Ain't nobody know this was the last ride… [Hook] One last ride through the city, one last stop, one last day. Big Dolph came home to Memphis, never knew he'd fade away. Paper Route, blue skies, but the streets don't ever sleep. One minute you alive and shining, next your name is history. [Verse 1] Morning hit Memphis, sky gray over the town, Dolph back in the city, wheels rolling around. Came through with that paper, had the whole hood proud, Independent millionaire, still remembered the crowd. He wasn't moving like a star too far from the street, still came back home where the concrete speak. Family on his mind, holiday season getting near, but nobody in that city could've seen what was here. Made a stop for some cookies, just a regular move, nothing in the air said the day was about to change. Phone in his pocket, money made, life looking good, a Memphis legend moving through his own neighborhood. Then the sound broke the silence — everything changed. A bright life on the pavement, and the whole world knew his name. [Hook] One last ride through the city, one last stop, one last day. Big Dolph came home to Memphis, never knew he'd fade away. Paper Route, blue skies, but the streets don't ever sleep. One minute you alive and shining, next your name is history. [Verse 2] News hit fast, phones started ringing nonstop, Memphis froze for a second when the headlines dropped. From the hood to the industry, everybody felt pain, 'cause Dolph wasn't just a rapper — he represented the game. He built it from the ground, wouldn't bow to a label, turned independence into millions, put the family on the table. They wanted him gone, but his legacy stayed, every verse, every move, every blueprint he made. And that's the cruel part — he came home to give back, same streets that made him put a target on his path. Now murals carry his face, kids know the name, Paper Route Empire forever, Memphis remembers the flame. [Bridge — slow / eerie] If the streets could talk… they'd tell you everything. Every corner got a story. Every king got a ending. But legends don't disappear… they echo. [Final Hook] One last ride through the city, one last stop, one last day. Young Dolph came home to Memphis, and the city felt the pain. Paper Route, forever, let the whole world know his name. You can take away the rapper, but you can't erase the flame. [Outro] Memphis made him. Memphis remembers him. Young Dolph… Paper Route forever. Rest in peace.
