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What do you know about me?
Besides my name, my age?
Nothing
You cut me then I bleed
On a page of my book
Y'all don't even skim a page
But still,

Summertime
You're always running right back to me
(Right back to me yeah, me yeah)
Pick up lines
A waste of time be honest with me
Am I what you need

started rappin
I'm just painting movie

Never piped a prec
But feelin groovy

Yea

Say you gone ride say you gone slide big boy lies
Cut my ties

Mopar

Lincoln
Now I make dope with my teachers like Jesse Pinkman
On the weekends
Might get conceited
They keep letting me skip the lines, and the fees

Moved out the endz but you know I'm still in the city 
Where they're bound to know my name 
I dread thinking bout the past in the cut without a fade cah

what they do in heels and when on my period
They wanna know my next move looking all curious
Writing on my lines and feeling like a fucking genius
I'm

and Rockets
Take off in ya mind
I'm the best you can find
Telling future in the lines
Gotta profit Everytime
So I'ma sure bet
Kill a tour set
And hit the road

I never ever, if somebody ever?

Never never , we go Dey forever 

U ever see girl make ur heart cut

This chic a diamond , I hit the jackpot

Maybe next time you can get the punch lines
Look up through my eyes and I bet you never see the sunrise
I'm the one that they don't wanna talk about

to save you
It was never me who could make you
And only you who can brake you
How far we gonna take this? I wanna go

Cut me out the lies in the lease

who hit my line
I'm sorry I've been missin'
And too busy hittin' all of mine
Yeah I've been
I've been gettin' high again
But haven't felt said high

Three words float in the cold under breath
Making friends with the silence
Carry voices in my head never heard but
Only swallowed, and then
Cut

curry how I shoot behind the line it's getting scary
Got em chasing that
Couple thousand views I heard you paid for that
Either you got talent or you

Wave in the air
But she tryna burn up all of Val air
I'm tryna not to fuck my lines up fam
But she staring that seductive stare
I'm like this bitch is my

(We need a breather)
Cut the shit
Found a new level
This is it
Gonna grab my shovel
Dig a grave
I'm pins and needles
So I bury the body to rest
You

just wanna get up on the mic and kill it
Maybe if I push real hard I can will it
Cut from a solid block like I'm billet
Put it all down on the track

the slaughter rate
When big fish get caught in the wash with smaller bait
Causes create purposes purpose creates actions that cut through the nervousness
He way

ain't really got the time
Yeah I got some big dreams
And I'm headed for the sky
You and I
Real multiply
Or I cut the tie
Shawty nice but she got a price

[Verse - Myer Clarity]
Okay let’s cut all the pussy footin’, I’m back like you wish I was’t
I came to fuck the party up Mr Funny Looking
Buddy I run

grime. Ain’t got a mill but we do fine. Bills get paid, food in the fridge. Man can’t do what I did. Cut from a different cloth. They don’t make anymore,

me the truth
Imma cut up your face
Turn red regardless of race
Question your fate
No doubt you're dying today

(In)
(Out)
(In)
(Out)
(In)
(Out)
(In)

crew let off
Wrap up necks ain't no scarf tell me
Tell me boy what hannin
No I ain't done
Get outta line I less one, seem like they ain't get

down yeah
Oblivion
What they living in
Must be nice to live like a civilian
It ain't night 'till the sky look obsidian
Cut the light when you drive what

There’s a burner on the seat 
When we’re uptown 
The money never stop flowing through lockdown 
I cut down on the chicks that only holla 
Cos I’m up now