Cutting Room* lyrics

[Intro]
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Grrt, pow

[Verse]
Lotta n*ggas think this sh*t come easy
No, you got to grind
How y'all f*ck around with too much n*ggas, I ain't got the time
Gang members on me right here, know we ridin'
n*ggas disrespect, we start dump and get to slidin'
Where I'm from it's treacherous, Ion't show no [?]
Still [?] with them killers, they on go for me
But [?]
'Fore I get up in my feelings know that chop' gon' spray
Quarantine, nun' new, I'm gettin' dumb high
Time's money, money time, can't let that run by
"He a goof, he a lame", yeah that's a fun lie
Everybody talk 'til they fall victim to that gun fly
Pistol on my hip, that's everyday, no I can nevеr lack
Tryna keep my head intact
Take one mistakе to get you whacked
Got couple n*ggas in the ground, but ain't no comin' back
That's just what the streets bring
That's why I just let it stack
And do my raps, 'fore I go I'ma need a 100 plaques
That's just what I'm sayin' now, f*ck it I need more than that
Ion't know a n*gga clap
JT got a n*gga smacked
Loyal to my brothers, on my mother, everybody tact'
We got sh*t to lose but see a opp and everybody blap
Glizzy that's a scary cat, they don't know the scary facts
We ain't into airing guts
Everybody tryna kill
Risky sh*t can call like 25, now I'm down for real
Used to sell my pack right on the block, tryna make it back
Street sh*t was like all I have
Came up off that paper pack
[?] forever in my spot, just know I'm on your ass
I know that I'm underrated, all that bullsh*t ain't gon' last
This sh*t off the top right now and I ain't even tried well
n*ggas say I'm trash, Ion't care, I just sit and smile
'Fore I try to argue with you, I ain't finna say nun'
Dare a n*gga say some
[?] that's that spray button
[Outro]
Know the trenches ain't easy
Know the trenches ain't easy
Know the trenches ain't easy
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