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I come from the trenches where niggas is rude
And posted on corners and strapped with the tools
And three twenty three is the day we gone rule
Rip

salute
Giuseppe kicking with the hublot
If it's smoke let the tool blow
Your bitch love me she with you tho
I dog her out but we cool tho
Outfit looking

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

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

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

Lately I been on my chop and grind
Cutting samples like a dealer with merchandise
Kushi insimbi kuphela, kuyaspanwa sbali
If you marking me off,

but she dont fuck wit him
He gone reward her, I just impale her
Yeah he could buy it, on me it looked tailored
Come to the tool and my bro is Tim Taylor

you value your hide, you best stay out of my path
When I'm cutting through I might saw you in two and you'll be looking for your better half
He yelled

the tracks (Like to pull it)
While I’m cutting like an axe
Breaking backs (Breaking backs)
Only thing still on my mind is Getting racks
That’s the facts

Pop out get to bussin' nigga
Y'all ain't on nothin' nigga
Nine on me like a pair of scissors get to cutting niggas
Come and get your hoe she keep

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

route
Better to have loved than to have never loved at all
Circlin' in the unanswered, dog chasin' tail
Soliloquy double entendres, cutting to the chase

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

of gravel and stone
Be cutting my feet
Leaving the blood when I step
Demons hone in on my sent
I should roll with a tech
Mac 11 do good for the dead
Dark

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

Yea yea
I just really want to prosper 
They just hating and they talking with the gossip  
They just truly trying to knock us 
Man I'm cutting with

Niggas missed every shot that's a Donut
You niggas Wawa get a Cold cut 
Adebayo in the kitchen cutting coke up 
10 Band told you niggas get ya Hoes up

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

on goo
Niggas is bitches; they switching sides
Can’t be turning a cheek; man we cutting ties
Loyalty key; how the streets decide
Bet I’d die for the Blood;

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

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

of instruments
Explorative born intervention
Split every single tissue to peritoneum
Careful cutting to the inside
The guts are sterile so work well
Extremely high

came up battling it's nothing new
Keep the sword sharp that's why I'm cutting through
All the noise, silly gimmicks and shenanigans
They lack heart like

terministic screens
Even labels undramatic rip us at our seams
You're no fool
But I do wonder how long at school
Till you are another tool
For the tightening