Paper Cuts (feat. IPPO)
I don't get paid enough
Should be getting papercuts
Doing too much Labor bruh
Really should be taking off
Should be getting papercuts
Hate it cause my pain is up
Little homie ranking up
Ain't no way I'm regular
I don't get paid enough
Should be getting papercuts
Doing too much Labor bruh
Really should be taking off
Should be getting papercuts
Hate it cause my pain is up
Little homie ranking up
Ain't no way I'm regular
Papercuts fucking up my fingers
I need liquor
I need money don't need bitches
I need digits
I've been gone now it's been a minute
You've been tripping
Papercuts got me fucking itching
Got me gripping
Bitch I've been fire
I'm not needing a lighter
You all are my sons but I'm burning the sky bruh
Two birds on a wire
Rock gonna go fly up
I just don't be stopping I need to go higher
Don't fuck with the Prada
Not liking designer
You thinking you humble but you also minor
Shit talking way prior
You call me a liar
How town finna go call you out like a choir
Papercuts got me bleeding out
Keep bleeding bleeding never seeking help
Got my mumma bloody freaking out
But that bloody bloody all that speaking now
I want money money never freezing now
Tell your buddy buddy that I'm speaking out
It's been muddy muddy but I'm cleaner now
If you're lucky lucky I won't leave you out
I don't get paid enough
Should be getting papercuts
Doing too much Labor bruh
Really should be taking off
Should be getting papercuts
Hate it cause my pain is up
Little homie ranking up
Ain't no way I'm regular
I don't get paid enough
Should be getting papercuts
Doing too much Labor bruh
Really should be taking off
Should be getting papercuts
Hate it cause my pain is up
Little homie ranking up
Ain't no way I'm regular
Papercuts fucking up my fingers
I need liquor
I need money don't need bitches
I need digits
I've been gone now it's been a minute
You've been tripping
Papercuts got me fucking itching
Got me gripping
Had to start fresh on this rap shit
Now I'm bat shit
Making bars like a blacksmiths
Staying lit match sticks
Up my sleeves have tricks
Little boy don't get this fucking backwards
Beating up these beats feeling like it's a habit
Slowly getting green feel like hulk when I smash it
Turn me to a fien I'm the fucking rap addict
Bodied this beat put the body in a casket
Throw it in the paddock
Dig a little deeper
Getting all this gold so im golden as a feature
I ain't come out till my verses getting cleaner
Way to underground I feel like chilling with the reaper
I don't know you either
Get the fuck out my face
One diss line can put you back in your place
But back in your place
Is in the fucking way
So im smacking that space
Then laugh in your face
I don't get paid enough
Should be getting papercuts
Doing too much Labor bruh
Really should be taking off
Should be getting papercuts
Hate it cause my pain is up
Little homie ranking up
Ain't no way I'm regular
I don't get paid enough
Should be getting papercuts
Doing too much Labor bruh
Really should be taking off
Should be getting papercuts
Hate it cause my pain is up
Little homie ranking up
Ain't no way I'm regular
Papercuts fucking up my fingers
I need liquor
I need money don't need bitches
I need digits
I've been gone now it's been a minute
You've been tripping
Papercuts got me fucking itching
Got me gripping
Should be getting papercuts
Doing too much Labor bruh
Really should be taking off
Should be getting papercuts
Hate it cause my pain is up
Little homie ranking up
Ain't no way I'm regular
I don't get paid enough
Should be getting papercuts
Doing too much Labor bruh
Really should be taking off
Should be getting papercuts
Hate it cause my pain is up
Little homie ranking up
Ain't no way I'm regular
Papercuts fucking up my fingers
I need liquor
I need money don't need bitches
I need digits
I've been gone now it's been a minute
You've been tripping
Papercuts got me fucking itching
Got me gripping
Bitch I've been fire
I'm not needing a lighter
You all are my sons but I'm burning the sky bruh
Two birds on a wire
Rock gonna go fly up
I just don't be stopping I need to go higher
Don't fuck with the Prada
Not liking designer
You thinking you humble but you also minor
Shit talking way prior
You call me a liar
How town finna go call you out like a choir
Papercuts got me bleeding out
Keep bleeding bleeding never seeking help
Got my mumma bloody freaking out
But that bloody bloody all that speaking now
I want money money never freezing now
Tell your buddy buddy that I'm speaking out
It's been muddy muddy but I'm cleaner now
If you're lucky lucky I won't leave you out
I don't get paid enough
Should be getting papercuts
Doing too much Labor bruh
Really should be taking off
Should be getting papercuts
Hate it cause my pain is up
Little homie ranking up
Ain't no way I'm regular
I don't get paid enough
Should be getting papercuts
Doing too much Labor bruh
Really should be taking off
Should be getting papercuts
Hate it cause my pain is up
Little homie ranking up
Ain't no way I'm regular
Papercuts fucking up my fingers
I need liquor
I need money don't need bitches
I need digits
I've been gone now it's been a minute
You've been tripping
Papercuts got me fucking itching
Got me gripping
Had to start fresh on this rap shit
Now I'm bat shit
Making bars like a blacksmiths
Staying lit match sticks
Up my sleeves have tricks
Little boy don't get this fucking backwards
Beating up these beats feeling like it's a habit
Slowly getting green feel like hulk when I smash it
Turn me to a fien I'm the fucking rap addict
Bodied this beat put the body in a casket
Throw it in the paddock
Dig a little deeper
Getting all this gold so im golden as a feature
I ain't come out till my verses getting cleaner
Way to underground I feel like chilling with the reaper
I don't know you either
Get the fuck out my face
One diss line can put you back in your place
But back in your place
Is in the fucking way
So im smacking that space
Then laugh in your face
I don't get paid enough
Should be getting papercuts
Doing too much Labor bruh
Really should be taking off
Should be getting papercuts
Hate it cause my pain is up
Little homie ranking up
Ain't no way I'm regular
I don't get paid enough
Should be getting papercuts
Doing too much Labor bruh
Really should be taking off
Should be getting papercuts
Hate it cause my pain is up
Little homie ranking up
Ain't no way I'm regular
Papercuts fucking up my fingers
I need liquor
I need money don't need bitches
I need digits
I've been gone now it's been a minute
You've been tripping
Papercuts got me fucking itching
Got me gripping
Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Juhnke
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