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All I know is go hard
Adrenaline
Playing cards
Cutting niggas with a spade
They trying to one up on me
Been a lil lonely
But finding myself
I'm

Ridin down the block
See the ballers and the block boy
Clutching on this tool
Man my dawg call it a block toy
Quick to pop a nigga
Call him molly

hopped on the boot
Flame what I spit when 
I hop in the booth
Ride with the tool 
I am not for the youth
Lookin' for percs, like I am a sleuth
I make a hit

the world, now you can find me
Riding through the city, eyes shining like High Beams

Wanted this at 11, had the tools at 19
cnd since then to my face I was

the one that hold me back, yeah
Cutting all my shit up with the cutter, with the strap
And my mama say she worried, told her mind her own damn business

homie the sage and he bringing the tool in

Now they backpedalling
Think I hit 'em with recall
Outta stamina
Sending 'em into freefall
They not fly enough

in gettin it
Know that im mixin it
Boy we movin too militant
How they gon keep up
Breakin it down in the Dutch
Keep the tool on the clutch
Cause I

fixing shit, we got them tools And in school I don't follow the rules
And I'm dripping water like I was a po And my neck looking good with these jewels

Ignorance is bliss, but I hate to be clueless

Can't use a tool, when you don't know what the use is
Always walking over me, so I leave them shoeless
What's

Gotta keep a tool, they come in handy
OTF, can't switch up on the family
Nutted in her mouth, but that was planned B

I gotta get this shit myself cause

My whole circle really weightlifters
They know we the ones moving weight  nigga

My everyday tool was a plate
Razor blade and some weight wit it
Niggas

a suit
But they looking what they lack
cnd they never find the truth

Bro I'm cutting people ruthless
Don't know what to do
cct tough, do I truly suit

What are you doing?
Cutting grass that doesn't grow
How am I coping?
Well it's a fascinating life to be a part of
But some would like a shot of their own

people love it

Salt and pepper I'm still gon push it till it's all gone and I'm left wid nuttin 

If I see fed through the red I'm cutting

I'm in a whip

a little bit of money and a
Good amount of patience to relax
Enough to sleep now
You don't gotta worry about a thing trick
I'm good at cutting people off,

this razor
Boy surgery is needed
Like Birdie in the scene when
He was cutting Flip
Who fucking with Machine nigga?

Forty thousand dollar wristwatches

motion
To find me you'll do best
Searching through the ocean
Yeah I'm cutting myself everyday
All I want is for one person to pray
I might not even see my

vibing
This dude playing
Cutting lines, man im through waiting
Get the jewels and the blue faces
Got them motherfucking tools waiting
Said they too fast

a fool, we going to get you poked up
Brodie running with them tools ho, get you froze up
Way she on her knees, She must think that I'm a preacher
Putting

they bugging
Talking loyal shit man they be bluffing
Fuck it

Fuck don’t
Fuck up
One time
Fool don’t
Waste life
It’s a
Tool

Don’t spill it on the waste

and it drippin
My tool clean but it gooey
You step out on that wrong block
And I'm cutting loose with that Uzi
You wanna run up on it
You wanna gun up

want it
They gotta pay to see me, they want a photo say please
Jumping right off the Henny, all of them they felt me
You do not play with the tool

uninspired, nothing to muse
So I sharpened the tools, finally shedding my skin
Clutching with a fistful, had to grip the mic again
Having to see the end

be groupie think that I'm stupid I know they be lying and fake
Don't listen to critics they trying to hate
Don't fall asleep don't hibernate
Cutting