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Vince Staples – PAPERCUTS Lyrics

They wanna know if I’m in the street
Or if I still feel a way about the enemies
If I went and died today, who’d remember me?
Just keep it real with me, I don’t need no sympathy

I hate this industry
Missing sleep, been some weeks
Counting money up while they counting sheep
Used to picture me, rolling vividly
Now everything I’d dream is everything you see

Riding with the blick
Thirty shots at least
Keep it in my reach
Right up on the seat
I try to teach but then these n***** think you tryna preach
And I ain’t got no time for nobody out here trying me

Riding ’round the city, say wassup
Don’t be playing with my money
Don’t be playing with the hood
Papercuts, papercuts
Out here tryna run it up
If it ain’t about bread
I don’t give a fuck, aye

See me ’round the city, say wassup
Don’t be playing with my money
Don’t be playing with the hood
Papercuts, papercuts
Out here tryna run it up
If it ain’t about bread
I don’t give a fuck, nah

We don’t wanna hear that bullshit, Sharif
Ain’t no love, ain’t no peace when you broke in these streets
And they never love you back, but you don’t know until you leave
Always looking for a bag, never had the time to grieve

Hit my line but make it brief if you ain’t talking dollars
Wall calls from my dogs, hope they free my patnas
Still thinking every day about the one that got away, aye
You know I’m crazy ’bout ya, right?

I want a wife, don’t want no baby mama, nah
These crazy bitches try to tap your pockets, yeah
Now I ain’t trippin’, I’m just being honest
I love my direct deposit, yeah

Riding ’round the city, say wassup
Don’t be playing with my money
Don’t be playing with the hood
Papercuts, papercuts
Out here tryna run it up
If it ain’t about bread
I don’t give a fuck, aye

See me ’round the city, say wassup
Don’t be playing with my money
Don’t be playing with the hood
Papercuts, papercuts
Out here tryna run it up
If it ain’t about bread
I don’t give a fuck, nah

Yeah
What you waiting for?
What you waiting for?
Yeah, what you waiting for?

What you waiting for?
What you waiting for?

See me riding ’round the city, say wassup
Don’t be playing with my money
Don’t be playing with the hood
Papercuts, papercuts
Out here tryna run it up
If it ain’t about bread



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