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It's all cute this impossible fruit
Kinda pissed about it
Don't have the tools anymore
To misuse anymore

Laid out on a cyber Monday
Didn't bat

I me is you we just covered in the blues
On the news grab the tool and let's see what we gone do

Got this beat and it's sick but its not contagious

me like booboo the fool
Momma taught me as a youngin best weapon around you could use is your brain as a tool
For the ones that tried cutting me down

the timberlands Tied the bandanna 
Looking like Wilson Tim with the tools Know that I got the hammers
And ready for action
Finally get calm Asked them what happened

COD No head That's Graphic
They don't like me Cause I'm not too Catholic
Tool in my jacket Go Go Gadget
Fucking ya bitch inna back of her pageant Ya

Learn life lessons

I need it now more than ever
A solution to my problems
Bitch give me some answers
You got me cutting pieces of my heart out like it's

Watching what you say
Ain't no pain pills
Gonna help you when tool bang
Ain't no sorry man
Now we buzz cutting you out a new fade
It's a new day
Bout to make

pulling out the secret weapon
I just aim at it straight at ya head, don't shoot
First class, put you on a fast track all the way to heaven
I'm just cutting

one can stop the rise 
Words be the tools of the trade 
Weapons I use to confuse demons trynna take this grinding away 
Get money 

Money with

ain't got no remorse
N I found a baddy she's gorgeous
Had to bust it down
Had to wear it out
Started cutting up n I was living in denial
Never saw

Hmmmmm
MMMMm
Hell nawww
I dont understand
Cant be falling in love again
Shit keep on happening
I tried cutting it off
, Yeah i tried to cut you off

like Tupac
Like technicians yeah we carry tools 
And we gon pop it off
When I'm hitting she don't need no lube
I'm fucking her on soft
Big pimping ain't

next up in line and I’m cutting I'm shoving (Move)
She want the smoke like a hot box
Smoking this gas like a rasta with dreadlocks
You know they spinning

the trunk with em, they go Midas with it bout they tool shit
Throwing gang signs you will never know if it's a click sign or em dueces
It don't take much

sumn
They was sleeping on me
I must've woke sumn
I been riding with these tools
Like they broke something
Got my hand around they neck
Finna choke sumn

Next day she's ringing my line asking baby 
When we taking them trips

Pause, hold up a second "Wait"
I'm packed will the tool
Thought you knew, for

handy man with the tool
I'm buttered up in mcqueens I'm cutting up
Ferrogamo buckled up white tee button up
Dope got a nigga stuck slow mo I'm in the club

capping tools I’m past fools lacking gratitude
I no longer worry if some think I’m kind of acting rude
Cause when you reach for higher places you don’t play

Brother that can guide you
You taught me bout exotic weed
We use to sit sea side burning trees, cutting class at Brighton Beach
You put me on to Supreme

She knew well the punishment would come
A result of her decision
To destroy the second son, cutting short his eventual mission
Sores and boils from

She Handy Manny with a tool
So back up fool
Crash your whip, no Bandicoot
Like what it do?
I feel like Danny Towers, maybe Austin Powers
Give me all my

You gotta make it drastic
Last thing that they hear
In their ear is nasty
Ya
Let's switch it up a little bit alright
Ya, uh
What's up?
I’m never cutting

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
And since then to my face I was

Yuh
Every song I make
Yuh
Leaves me in a haze
Huh
Puts me in a phase
Me and the team
We need a break
Been cutting off all the fakes
My tongue be sharp