CUTS

Live from the grave
Bitch I slide from the gutter
Got a mind full of pain
So I'm smoking on some butter
Got a life full of shame
And I know I'll live another
Only lost where I stay
In a lane I'm with my brothers

Holly with the Devil, I just bevel, they emboss
I'm barely trynna settle till they nail me to a cross
All these posers taking money finna tell me what it cost
Bitch I really feel like Gucci cause I always had the sauce

Midwest bred bitch my flow like teriyaki
Boy run up like you Rocky
See my hands up like I'm Baki
Got a stick, not talking poki
Spin your brain like Uzumaki
Got a hottie just to top me
Feel my body and it's rotting

Blow down trees bitch I'm smoking on a forest
Got me locked in deep, in the loccness with the lowest
Hoe I'm pimping with the rodents
Leaving rats inside the rotors
Boy it's hollow from the posters
Saying missing when it's colder

Dope in the Dutch
That I smoke with a rush
Got a rope in my clutch
For my soul lifting up
Girl I hope that you nut
From the force when I bust
Got a fo that I chug
Then I'm off making cuts
Dope in the Dutch
That I smoke with a rush
Got a rope in my clutch
For my soul lifting up
Girl I hope that you nut
From the force when I bust
Got a fo that I chug
Then I'm off making cuts

Girl I came lit
This an advent
Make it painless
Cause I can't stay tonight
Who you came with?
Boy you ain't shit
Run up and cut him then I'm making her mine