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lesser I quote

See I told them I would do it, that’s fa sho
I count my money, any meeny miney mo, all I know
I’m going way up
I’m going way up
Cutting

Spittin hot fire
Yet winters coming soon
Cutting right through the jungle in the motor tone
Bombarding fortress on hbo
Get outta my sight
Let the Fires

the neighbours talking
All the rumours and the whispers
How daddy's little angel's cutting rugs up
In Sunday shoes

Your dress is stained with alcohol
Your jacket

from the road ahead
And let myself decay
Stuck in dead space I still misplace
The thoughts my nerves create
Cutting ties as years go by
To lose this

play chess but you out playing golf
When I wanna play golf bitch you out playing chess
Why are you surprised that I am cutting you off
To me it's like

now I be cutting tops off
Bitch he playing with a nigga balls like she at top golf
Youngest nigga running with the mob that's what the cops thought

take another chip
My attempt can't be another brick
With some cold players cutting in the mothership
Staying way from niggas on that ova shit
I regret

Who cutting onions?
These days I'm all about cutting the line
Cutting through the bullshit my nigga
It's nothing to shine 
It's nothing to stunt,

mind

Backwards, you go forwards and you can't get enough
Taking all of my words and you're cutting them up
Yeah, you're better then worse babe, it's

the drama 
They been boomerang with the drama
Swimmin' in money they hungry 
I steady been dodging piranhas
I'm in the cut been cutting them off 
Yeah, I

I saw the veil
Of Sister Death
sharpen the blade
with Sister Death

She came along to see
Whatever I could need
She came along to keep...cutting

I

Sucking diesel, cutting, trucking
Spreading piping, double clutching
Spinning, sliding, digging, rigging
Raring, tearing, losing, winning

O hit

They see the sign and they cutting, cutting, cutting

Yes we run from the Popo
Mans crazy Mojo Jojo
Lord, if you mess with me then move pronto
Knock

Load up the kutchie
Just put the herb pon the cutting board deh

I got high grade on my mind
I need my chalice pipe
High grade on my mind
High grade

Hook:
Heart too cold, my chain too froze, i think they’re mad a mf cutthroat, 
While y’all cutting deals to buy some dope, I’m teaching your bitch

I got so much to do, in so little time
There's not enough minutes in
This one little life
Six pound fifty a hour ain't cutting it
Eight pound fifty

They say that time heals all wounds
But do I want to be saved
Cutting ties and burning down my bridges
Stabbed me in the back and now I'm seeking

I'm ok
Sorry I lied, I just can't really attain

I'm my own, on my lone
Writing lyrics on my phone
It's the only way I cope
Cutting all my friends
Yeah,

folk she ain't my friend
She ain't my buddy naw we just cutting
Ain't nothing to it we just fucking

These hoes wonna try me
They probably want to fly me

the vision
I was Michael you were Pippen
We stayed on top of the division

But you're out catching bodies cutting up
Never thought that we'd be splitting up

how to act
She cutting her wrists
She said she depressed
I'm blowin' her back in
All my whips got cameras when I back in
Got a Glock and FN, I ain't

don't kill the vision I was Michael you were Pippen
We stayed on top of the division 

But you're out catching bodies cutting up Never thought that we'd

and it led to more cutting
These niggas be bitches but still I won't fuck with em
Left me for dead like I won't come back
Like I ain't ride in the stolen

Feeling my vibe - you know that my energy, Feel it's my time - know that's infinite
Opened my eyes - saw what they didn't see, Cutting the ties -