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Brent Faiyaz - PAPER SOLDIER Lyrics



Brent Faiyaz - PAPER SOLDIER Lyrics
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[ Featuring Joony ]

I bet you wish that I was still right there, used to live right there
Now I'm everywhere, got bitches everywhere
I'm so debonair, I'm a millionaire
I act like I don't care, that's 'cause I don't care
I'm still right there, used to live right there
Now I'm everywhere, got bitches everywhere
I'm so debonair, I'm a millionaire
I act like I don't care, that's 'cause I don't care

Money come in, but you can't lose it, oh
She's tryna make love, I'm tryna make movies (wait)
Woah, don't be cryin', bitch, I do this
I stunt for real, these niggas students
From the front, my bitch a beauty
From the back, look at that booty
She wanna parlay with my goonies
I'm tryna three-way with her roomie, hey roomie

I bet you wish that I was still right there, used to live right there
Now I'm everywhere, got bitches everywhere
I'm so debonair, I'm a millionaire
I act like I don't care, that's 'cause I don't care
I'm still right there, used to live right there
Now I'm everywhere, got bitches everywhere
I'm so debonair, I'm a millionaire (thank God)
I act like I don't care (yeah, uh), that's 'cause I don't care

I can't feel, baby, I'm a broke kid (broke kid, oh, girl)
I just got home, I was road runnin' (road runnin')
She can't leave me 'lone, she can't do no better (do no better)
I love all my hoes, but I like money better (money better)
Ten bands, twenty bands, bet I stash that
Take his time, bitches burn, live and learn
F*ckin' bad bitches, money first, wait your turn
I be drawin' up, livin' different, niggas know it
I like my cup, I love my mom, I hate the feds (hate the feds)
I'm in my city where they praise me like I'm dead (like I'm dead)
I miss my bitch but I don't miss her like my dead homie (like my dead homie)
I don't f*ck with presidents until they dead on it

I bet you wish that I was still right there, used to live right there
Now I'm everywhere, got bitches everywhere
I'm so debonair, I'm a millionaire
I act like I don't care, that's 'cause I don't care
Still right there, used to live right there
Now I'm everywhere, got bitches everywhere
I'm so debonair, I'm a millionaire
I act like I don't care, that's 'cause I don't care

"You have one unheard message"
"Mister Brent Faiyaz, I know you see my DMs
I been DMin' you for over three months now
I'm gonna need you to respond because I know you see them
I see you eatin' chicken, I see you smokin' weed
I see you drinkin', and makin', actually, you're barely makin' music
I'ma need you to drop more songs 'cause "Dead Man Walking" was not satis-
I was not satisfied with it because I had already heard it before
And I'm gonna need you to drop a whole album this new year
2021, I expect more from you
This is ridiculous, it is very ridiculous
So, you need to res-"
"Message deleted"
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I bet you wish that I was still right there, used to live right there
Now I'm everywhere, got bitches everywhere
I'm so debonair, I'm a millionaire
I act like I don't care, that's 'cause I don't care
I'm still right there, used to live right there
Now I'm everywhere, got bitches everywhere
I'm so debonair, I'm a millionaire
I act like I don't care, that's 'cause I don't care

Money come in, but you can't lose it, oh
She's tryna make love, I'm tryna make movies (wait)
Woah, don't be cryin', bitch, I do this
I stunt for real, these niggas students
From the front, my bitch a beauty
From the back, look at that booty
She wanna parlay with my goonies
I'm tryna three-way with her roomie, hey roomie

I bet you wish that I was still right there, used to live right there
Now I'm everywhere, got bitches everywhere
I'm so debonair, I'm a millionaire
I act like I don't care, that's 'cause I don't care
I'm still right there, used to live right there
Now I'm everywhere, got bitches everywhere
I'm so debonair, I'm a millionaire (thank God)
I act like I don't care (yeah, uh), that's 'cause I don't care

I can't feel, baby, I'm a broke kid (broke kid, oh, girl)
I just got home, I was road runnin' (road runnin')
She can't leave me 'lone, she can't do no better (do no better)
I love all my hoes, but I like money better (money better)
Ten bands, twenty bands, bet I stash that
Take his time, bitches burn, live and learn
F*ckin' bad bitches, money first, wait your turn
I be drawin' up, livin' different, niggas know it
I like my cup, I love my mom, I hate the feds (hate the feds)
I'm in my city where they praise me like I'm dead (like I'm dead)
I miss my bitch but I don't miss her like my dead homie (like my dead homie)
I don't f*ck with presidents until they dead on it

I bet you wish that I was still right there, used to live right there
Now I'm everywhere, got bitches everywhere
I'm so debonair, I'm a millionaire
I act like I don't care, that's 'cause I don't care
Still right there, used to live right there
Now I'm everywhere, got bitches everywhere
I'm so debonair, I'm a millionaire
I act like I don't care, that's 'cause I don't care

"You have one unheard message"
"Mister Brent Faiyaz, I know you see my DMs
I been DMin' you for over three months now
I'm gonna need you to respond because I know you see them
I see you eatin' chicken, I see you smokin' weed
I see you drinkin', and makin', actually, you're barely makin' music
I'ma need you to drop more songs 'cause "Dead Man Walking" was not satis-
I was not satisfied with it because I had already heard it before
And I'm gonna need you to drop a whole album this new year
2021, I expect more from you
This is ridiculous, it is very ridiculous
So, you need to res-"
"Message deleted"
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Writer: Christopher Brent Wood
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave

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Performed By: Brent Faiyaz
Featuring: Joony
Length: 4:02
Written by: Christopher Brent Wood

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