Indacut

In da cut, smoking indica
Canada reppin' South America
Back in the day in the back of the bus
Writing my bars, ye we hitting 'em bumps
My notepad prolly think penmanship sucks
My verses was ill, had to work on my hooks
At fifteen, ya I knew what I was
Scoop cream from the Mint, coupe dreams ever since
Pros get the progress, hoes tryna see my whole cheque
Foes tryna chokehold my neck
But I dos what the Wu said, to my dread
My crew shoot dead if they feel you threat

Keep my head up and spine straight
Why stress when I'm broke if I'm great
If ye ain't family or folk then we don't vibrate
Can't take xanny or coke to get to my state
High stakes, eyes baked, hit a live stage
Blaze the place, spit awesome, commit arson
Blitz ya offense for losses
Piss in ya coffin, take yo boss ass bitch
Kiss nape of her neck, say she wanna stay with the clique
Give her auxiliary, my album bang in the whip
Play it again, play it again
Saving the sin for the weekend

You cannot save me from the deep end
I ain't been sleepin', recluse on the edge
Might go stupid and step, I'm Bruce and I'm brash
Whoopin' they ass 'til I'm six feet or Ash
Champion, you can't Ketchum
Damn legend, since adolescence gab weapon
Put it to use, ain't left the lab in a second
Refuse to move 'til all I do is count blessings
Collect cheques, cut chicken