IN THE CUT

Yeah, yeah
This is resonating with the best of them
It ain't no testing him
Graduated school of hard knocks
Don't need a letterman
Ain't here to have no rhymefest
This shit is timeless
I try to nevermind stress
Need to digress
Sit back and think about the times when we were young a mindless
If I could do it all again I would change my mindset
Stack a dollar
Saying fuck it if it ain't about progress
Thinking about my life if we didn't move and stayed up in the projects
Put the devil out of my brain
Won't let it hinder me
Still on my shoulder, getting colder
I can feel em breathe
Never look back, only attack
That's why they envy me
Ryan next up to touch the stage
That's my lil' mini me
Kill for my brothers like I'm Doe Boy
Yeah, that shit is the truth
Sleep with the weapon under pillow like a missing tooth
Can't wait to scoop my nigga up in that new Bentley coupe
Show em it started
We ain't on yet, still got shit to do
Still ain't got shit to lose

(IV)
Know I'm all about a dollar
Ima get the bread
I ain't playing with em momma
Ima kill em dead
They can't hold me back
All I do attack
Rip right through the pack
Killed the track
That's a Fenty fact
I'm coming for that sack
If you really got a problem, I'm sorry, I'm too relaxed
Only worried about a comma, my problems involving cash
I ain't stepping out again until niggas start dropping bags
Chesapeake, VA
You know to always bring riches back to the rags
Can't control the world but I always give wisdom out to my fans
(Fuck a nigga mean)
This shit here been a part of the plan
I'm a couple months away from out eating with Timbaland
Pharrell, Missy, and Push
Tired of being overlooked
I'm climbing, I got em shook
Swear that my life is a book
A lot of shit that it took
That's why I became a crook
Oh, you scared now
Yeah, I'm coming for it all
Give a stare down
I ain't blinking
I'm a dog



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Writer(s): Charles Swinton
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