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called them team concussion 
A few laugh exchanged 
Trips down memory lane 
But cut short due to that fact that our paths aint the same 
Im leaving

of government cheese lest they barely make it by
Here the streets never dry if you know the right guy
But you better not flinch if shawty with the wavy 16 inch

cut me

Opened up and sure enough
You ripped the heart off my sleeve

You ripped the heart off my sleeve
I haven't felt you in weeks
You haven't said it

forget that, don't forget that, don't forget that, yeah
Hand in hand come run with me
Be my angel and watch over me
Never had time for my apologies
Cut me

every time
Cut the red tape at the camp today
Where the dreams they had would fade away
They flew his name in lights as a progressive power
Life that's

must be other guys, there must be other lies
I feel heartbroken, but I shouldn't be surprised
Hand me the scissors, think it's time to cut our ties
But

Either way these tears running dry
I think I fell hard for your intellect
At least I think that's what you said
When you came to tell me goodbye

It was

Boi you don't listen or hear 
Cut off your ears
Boi you really a lame 
You spend all your money on gear
Blood will shoot from your veins
I'll make sure

eating coney
Some nights It be beefaroni
I got a lotta sauce, it be leaking on me
Know a lotta people tried leeching off me
Yeah, I had to cut em off

fragrance
I cut a bitch off like i’m jason
She ain’t actin right i might replace it
You know cuzzi he go super saiyan
Ima go get that bag ima chase it
All

The vibe interesting
I cut to the chase, say I'm tryna see what ya mind like cuz I'm tired of guessing
I eat it like the last meal , but I save some for

Fore score and 6 years ago
I was the one that gave you everything. (I was the one that gave you everything)
But the time was cut short. I couldn't

the rest
Pockets dry or fat who know what coming next
So don't look back
Keep watching where ya step
Ya don't change what ya do
Don't bitch bout where ya

everyone around you
Ima live my life, cut you off and feel outstanding
Ima lead my team, throw the ball like Peyton Manning, what

Been keeping it real since

the mind is yours to waste, vegetables dry and turn to paste, still a mistake cut anyway.
But nobody can hear you, if you’re trapped inside your mind
So if

flying not close to the sun but maybe touch the moon
In the pale starlight I see the flash of my life
And though some memories still cut deep like

biscuits
And then have a little taste
Cut me off a piece of breast
And you can have the rest
Maybe save me of leg
And I'll take a crack at your egg
Lather

Fuck a dry cleaner know I stay so crispy clean
I prey before I leave my house I got racks in my jeans
All these diamonds and this jewelry got me

кул стиль
Где ты я там был
Ye ye понял
I Been listening to the bs
When I do that
When I do this
But I cut piece
And I give cake
Ohhh sweet Lord
Seem

Him like a tender plant
And like a root out of dry ground
He has no form or comeliness, royal or kingly pomp
That we should look at Him
And no beauty

of my blood
head cut up

baby i was unstuck 
and it felt like months
can't tell you 
all I saw
can't tell
what i want

big sigh
collapse
lay flat 
on our

Always on the move 
Like a sea shore
Failure is a detour
Theirs followers
And leaders 
Cut the beef like cleaver 
Never dry like cleaners

Whose to say

understand them
Cut ties with associates but Ima manage
I seen niggas lose it all over foolish pride
You can’t trip over your ego if your shoes are tied
Naive

mouth shut
Cut em when I feel like
What once was wet
Now left out to dry
In your girls guts
When I go home she cry
I know her mans' in a rut
While my life