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Artiste : Bas
Titre : Paper Cuts
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