Paper Cuts (Explicit)

Paper Cuts (Explicit) - Bas/J. Cole

Lyrics by：Abbas Hamad/Gay Vaquer/Jane Vaquer/Jermaine Cole/Lydia Kitto/Terry Watson/Voshon Vernon/Zachary Webster

Composed by：Abbas Hamad/Gay Vaquer/Jane Vaquer/Jermaine Cole/Lydia Kitto/Terry Watson/Voshon Vernon/Zachary Webster

Produced by：48thST/Park Ave./Tee-WaTT

Yeah I suppose

Made my mistakes you know how it goes

Yeah I've told

"You got what it takes to be great"

Nigga you dumb

Paper cuts from all of the paper that's under my thumb

Countin' up **** I remember days when a nigga had none of those

Now we up got some regrets and I don't remember none of those

I live with mine it's do or die

***** is you dumb

Paper cuts from all of the paper that's under my thumb

Countin' up **** I remember days when a nigga had none of those

Now we up got some regrets and I don't remember none of those

I live with mine it's do or die yeah

Don't let me get too ahead of me niggas'll never get close

Hop in the new 911 the Phantom I had to get ghost

Pockets on swole racks and racks on poles

Wishes was full of some **** that I wanted I had to get

Wanted I had to get

Never make deals with the devil the devil be dealin' them souls

I ain't no thief I jump on the scene I'm stealin' the show

I am OT just for the week like fifty a show

Yeah I suppose

Made my mistakes you know how it goes

Yeah I've told

"You got what it takes to be great"

Nigga you dumb

Paper cuts from all of the paper that's under my thumb

Countin' up **** I remember days when a nigga had none of those

Now we up got some regrets and I don't remember none of those

I live with mine it's do or die

***** is you dumb

Paper cuts from all of the paper that's under my thumb

Countin' up **** I remember days when a nigga had none of those

Now we up got some regrets and I don't remember none of those

I live with mine it's do or die yeah

Glacier on my wrist feel like the North Pole

Duckin' for the Tom I feel like Brady

And I'm fightin' back I feel like Tyson

I bet you don't know a nigga that feel like me

Glacier on my wrist feel like the North Pole

Duckin' for the Tom I feel like Brady

Brady

And I'm fightin' back I feel like Tyson

I bet you don't know a nigga

Nigga you dumb

You will never hear from me again give me five hundred million

And you will never hear from me again

Nigga you won't

You will never hear from me again let me take my children

And you will never hear from me never hear from me uh

See I'm headstrong kept on through the fall

Stepped on all them niggas tryna dim my light dim my light

See I'm headstrong kept on through the fall

Stepped on all them niggas tryna dim my light

Yeah

Dim my light

Yeah I suppose

Made my mistakes you know how it goes

Yeah I've told

"You got what it takes to be great"

Nigga you dumb

Paper cuts from all of the paper that's under my thumb

Countin' up **** I remember days when a nigga had none of those

Now we up got some regrets and I don't remember none of those

I live with mine it's do or die

***** is you dumb

Paper cuts from all of the paper that's under my thumb

Countin' up **** I remember days when a nigga had none of those

Now we up got some regrets and I don't remember none of those

I live with mine it's do or die yeah