Paper Cuts
J. Cole, Bas
J. Cole
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Yeah, I suppose Made my mistakes, you know how it goes Yeah, I've been 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, shit, 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 Bitch, is you dumb? Paper cuts from all of the paper that's under my thumb Countin' up, shit, 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 shit 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 been 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, shit, 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 Bitch, is you dumb? Paper cuts from all of the paper that's under my thumb Countin' up, shit, 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 been 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, shit, 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 Bitch, is you dumb? Paper cuts from all of the paper that's under my thumb Countin' up, shit, 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
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Written by: Abbas Hamad, Jermaine Cole, Gay Vaquer, Jane Vaquer, Lydia Kitto, Terry Watson, Voshon Vernon, Zachary Webster
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