Vince Staples - PAPERCUTS lyrics

Bang, cookin' up love, always on the run
Bang, cookin' up love, always on the run

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 remember me?
Just keep it real with me
I don't need no sympathy
I hate this industry, missin' sleep
Been some weeks
Countin' money up while they countin' sheep
Used to picture me rollin', vividly
Now everything I dream is everything you see
Ridin' with the blick, thirty shots at least
Keep it in my reach right up on the seat
I try to teach but then these
Niggas think he tryna preach
And I ain't got no timе for
Nobody out here tryin' me

Ri-ridin' 'round thе city, say what's up
Don't be playin' with my money
(Don't be playin')
Don't be playin' with the hood
Papercuts, papercuts
Out here tryna run it up
If it ain't 'bout bread
(Yeah) , I don't give a fuck (Ayy)
See me 'round the city, say what's up
Don't be playin' with my money
(Don't be playin')
Don't be playin' with the hood
Papercuts, papercuts
Out here tryna run it up
(Yeah)
If it ain't 'bout bread, I
Don't give a fuck
No

We don't wanna hear that bullshit Shareef
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 lookin' for a bag
Never had the time to grieve
Hit my line
But make it brief if
You ain't talkin' dollars
Wild calls from my dawgs
Hope they free my partners
Still thinkin' everyday about the
One that got away
Ayy
You know I'm crazy 'bout you, 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 bein' honest
Yeah
I love my direct deposit

Ri-ridin' 'round the city, say what's up
Don't be playin' with my money
(Don't be playin')
Don't be playin' with the hood
Papercuts, papercuts
Out here tryna run it up
If it ain't 'bout bread
(Yeah) , I don't give a fuck (Ayy)
See me 'round the city, say what's up
Don't be playin' with my money
(Don't be playin')
Don't be playin' with the hood
Papercuts, papercuts
Out here tryna run it up
(Yeah)
If it ain't 'bout bread, I
Don't give a fuck
No

I'm what you're waitin' for
(Yeah, what you waitin' for?)
I'm what you're waitin' for
(What you waitin' for? Yeah
What you waitin' for?)
I'm what you're waitin' for
(Yeah, what you waitin' for?)
I'm what you're waitin' for
(What you waitin' for? Yeah)
Bang, cookin' up love, always on the run
(See me ridin' 'round the city
Say what's up
Don't be playin' with my money
Don't be playin' with the hood)
Bang, cookin' up love, always on the run
(Papercuts, papercuts
Out here tryna run it up
If it ain't 'bout bread)