Paper Cuts

[Pre-Chorus: Bas]

Yeah, I suppose

Made my mistakes, you know how it goes

Yeah, I've been told

"You got what it takes to be great"

[Chorus: Bas]

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

[Verse 1: Bas]

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

[Pre-Chorus: Bas]

Yeah, I suppose

Made my mistakes, you know how it goes

Yeah, I've been told

"You got what it takes to be great"

[Chorus: Bas]

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

[Verse 2: J. Cole & Bas]

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

[Pre-Chorus: Bas]

Yeah, I suppose

Made my mistakes, you know how it goes

Yeah, I've been told

"You got what it takes to be great"

[Chorus: Bas]

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