Cut 'Em Off (feat. J Artis)

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Kizzie

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Look
I don't know if I've showed you your worth
But I know that I've told you your worth
And everyday yeah you give me your best
And everyday I just show you my worst
But you still here hoping it work
Even though that I know that it hurt
I still did it when you told me it hurt
A lot of shit yeah I showed you my first
Was hoping that you my last
When they ask what I'm on though, oh yeah just know it was dirt
I was busy tryna give girls the world
Whole time yeah I owed you the earth
I got a cup and a cone full of purp
I don't even got a soul I can search
I told my bros all these hoes got me cursed
And she hate it when I mention other hoes in my verse
It's ok I cut 'em off
I was tryna get my mental right
Blowing indo out the window all in the night
Plus I'm tryna get this fucking instrumental right
Yeah, it's the soundtrack to my life
I was a kid tryna get a lil cudi
Smoke weed, rap, and get a lil money
All the bad, anything green numb it
So I'm sorry that I'm bad at showing what you mean to me
You should be mean to me
Tell me that you ain't want me
Tell me you moving on, tell me that you moving from me
Tell me that where you moving is wherever weather sunny
And where the life is so lovely
Where you never thinking of me
Through good, the bad, and the ugly
Aw damn
I would really understand
You'd probably find better if you found another man, but
You can't find another Kam
And I'm guessing that's the reason why you staying
I'm just saying
Remember when I was the one afraid
That all of this shit would change
When I wanted it the same
And it's days where I really think I'm on the same page
At the same time it's days where I'm like f*ck everything
Everything weighing heavy on my brain from the pain in my heart
Straining my thoughts so this strain getting sparked
Got me praying I don't end up in a stain and some chalk
Tryna find myself, I stay getting lost
Man, I'm thinking these thoughts
Days getting crossed off the calendar
Yeah it got me mixing up the months
Off the liquor and the blunts with a pistol in the trunk
I just moved this bitch up front Homie this ain't what you want
At the same time I don't really know what I want
What I do know is that I don't give a f*ck
So if I do this I don't know if it's me winning
Or if realistically it's just me giving up

I don't know if I've showed you your worth
But I know that I've told you your worth
And everyday yeah you give me your best
And everyday I just showed you my worst
But you here still hoping it work
Even though that I know that it hurt
I still did it when you told me it hurt
A lot of shit yeah I showed you my first
Was hoping that you my last
When they ask what I'm on though, oh yeah just know it was dirt
See I was busy tryna give girls the world
Whole time yeah I owed you the earth
I got a cup & a cone full of purp
I don't even got a soul I can search
I told my bros all these hoes got me cursed
And she hate it when I mention other hoes in my verse
It's ok I cut 'em off

I just had to cut 'em all off
You know me
Shit crazy, baby
I just had to cut 'em all off
You know me
Shit crazy, baby
I just had to cut 'em all off

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Look, I just gotta cut 'em all off
Aye, aye, aye, look, aye
I just had to cut 'em all off

I just had to cut 'em off
I ain't wanna cut 'em off
I ain't cut one or two
Yeah I had to cut 'em all
Aye, yeah I had to cut 'em all
Aye, yeah I had to

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