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tools stay in the groove
Smoother than blues balance my square
King on the move brand new shoes
The choices you make can be the right ones or mistakes

keep that tool
Cutting loose
Perky got her loose
What it do
Life can be so cruel
Cutting loose
What I got to lose
Yeah, Yeah

Baby I know I can change

Riding round with tools and you know I bang tools
It sound like gratatata, you see me run your jewels
On my mind imma shine, give it time, we can

to the glow

Darkness gathers deep within yourself
Anger is cutting you like blades

Thou can’t control it
Thou can’t escape it
It eats you up
Corrupts your

telling
You can go head and call my lawyer officer

Belt weigh more than a newborn, ha
Cutting on that ho, like she was a coupon
Gun like my jeans, gotta

Let me just make this clear
Make it what?
Huh?

Let me just make this clear
Way too long I put work in money affi make this year 
Cutting off fakes

I'm upper cutting
At the the fuckin upper crust
So if you're down on luck
And outta love then come with us
I'm upper cutting
At the the fuckin upper

We gonna play dirty, unloading the 30
You know we gon' pull up with tools (bow bow)
We stacking the money, not tryna be funny
Can't hang with us if

I got the juice for the gallows
I'm chewing my marrow
I move through these harrow times
I'm cutting loose of my shadow
I'm loosing my hallow
my tool

the tool

I don't even know a thing about this life
Learning quick how this shit is like a knife 
Cutting deep like you know this isn't right 
Crashin down

a jam
Patty mahomes at a angle
Posing
Easy
Flipping the tool like I'm Django
Pro with the moves I don't tango
You know if you play with the boy
Scramble

the chainsaw is an incredibly useful and versatile tool that has revolutionized the way we cut down trees, clear land, and perform many other tasks. But have you

the flock with a heart set for rapture

Cutting the ties
Paving my path
Mind over matter
No fear in my eyes
Days into weeks
Weeks into months
Year after year

they won't be forgotten 
They sit self-appraising, self-serving, self-loathing 
I have no more use for them, let me be rid 
Fetch my cutting tool

far too short to be granted to the modern god David Bowie by this universe

There are two men in my apartment right now cutting up walls with power

the rap tone we're

Hustling and grinding with my duff
Weeping and cutting for my daughter
Heaven since mama been my father
My brothers my one
Can't pillow

Now that you're gone
These rusty tools are all that's left
Cutting wood
And painting walls
It's all part of the day
That white old Chevy truck
It had

control
Good as hell but your perfume is bad
I do this shit on my own
Don't need a bitch
Got a tool for that
4 AM I hit the road
OG I fill the whole room

SMG
These street don't play fair
There's no rules
The town stay hot patrolled by the wolves
They'll fix you up real quick with the tools
It's money

Deeper and eeper... I'm in

Head down low
Bring the tools out
A cutting blade 
And a feeding tube

Let the games begin
Be my host tonight 
Let me under

Got the controls on cruise 
No where to go but up
NOTHING TO LOSE 
Dead weight holding me down 
CUTTING IT LOOSE
DEcD FISH OR STRcNG FRUIT STUCK on c

what he cutting
Im silent when i step bitch i'm on mute when i'm coming
I'm silent when i step you won't even see me coming
Be quiet when you step jump

Chaos
Inevitability of chance
Cosmos
Fate of occurrence

Wind-cutting ideas
And concepts of stone
Are destined to prevail
Against shots from below

Mama always told me
This moment manifests to luxury
She says it's just a blip
Mind your own and take a tip

Everyone's always cutting me off
When I'm