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cutthroat mode - brand new lyrics

[musik 1st verse]
yeah, hard times left a n+gga scarred
yeah i’m barely healin’ from it but i know i’m gon’ bleed again
gotta tell my n+ggas that i love ’em while we here
in a year i don’t know who imma see again
or they might not see me again
either way where i’m going i don’t need a friend
only thing that’s on a n+ggas mind
staying on the grind and feed the fam
rough roads took a couple l’s where the love go?
cutthroat forever the mode and i cut slow
hot but i gotta keep it tucked in a puff coat
just in case a n+gga want smoke (yeah)
vision vivid, driven, windows tinted
gotta get it, no pivot, come on with it
no limit, don’t listen, f+ck critics
draw the line, pick a side, you stuck with it

[juice boi]
(yeah, yeah)
let me jump in it, hoodie with a fitted
4+5+4 n+gga count six digits
time is money and money i’m gon’ get it
and i ain’t got a minute to give to you b+tches
life too short like two midgets
get money when i sleep like i had a tooth missing
a crew that don’t get money ain’t a crew is it?
if it ain’t your fault lil n+gga whose is it?
and just like stitches i got this sewed up
glock c+cked, one up top and pop like soda
lock then load up, rock and roll up
straight from the east side i got to throw it up
you from the east side you got know us
we held this b+tch down and blew this sh+t up
protect this thing of ours like cosa nostra
we finna count dough go lock the door bruh
[rich rollin 1st verse]
hot boy k!ll a block boy
i just want the money no need to be top boy
motherf+ck the fame just give me the guap boy
chop toys, stock toys by the box boy
movin’ convoy full hitters and gritters
n+ggas bendin cause they starvin’
they don’t know what’s for dinner
been a flipper ‘fore i sent the family over them chippers
it was doobies and pinners now it’s money and zippers
pictures with the scriptures ain’t no f+ckin’ with richie
you was losin’ for a bit come f+ck with the winners
heavy drippin’ bet he’s sick it’s some hiv
extended clipper on the glizzy that b+tch stay by me

[musik 2nd verse]
do it like my brother keep the thang by me
ain’t no tellin’ when a n+gga gon’ roll on you
give a f+ck ’bout what they say ’bout me
i don’t ever say nothin’ motherf+cker i’ll show ya
i come from the shoulder hood raised a soldier
you’ll find that this isn’t for ya
see all of my n+ggas are loyal
half of em got lawyers cause sh+t can get blown up
42 clase azul pour up
one in the crew not in the mood so what?
gotta get it by any means a couple bands in my jeans
bruh you don’t like what you see? then scroll up
b+tch chose up, when you gon’ get past it
sometimes you gotta pass it to get a basket
don’t have it just like magnets highly attracted
it’s just a habit but my pastors drive a classic
ughh
keep the conversation to a minimum
take your seats enjoy the treats for the cinema
[rich rollin 2nd verse]
got all my n+ggas [?] [?] [?] i’m what is and get to say great responsibilty comes with
tough script but i feel i’ve been on enough trips
to play it well, shakin’ twelve’ takin’ l’s to winnin’ on a greater scale
validated member left that hoe just know it’s crazy now
the sh+t we do to make this mil’ taught me bout them paper trails
where i’m at took some prayers and a gang of cells
avail ’til you understand what this game entails
gotta shake them tails keep your circle tight it’ll be alright
most get blinded by the bread gotta feel sight
same plug ten plus homies and my chick all tight
always ran that issue on disloyalty a different type
fasholy rollin’ fit the hype but that ain’t what i’m aimin for
i’m trynna set my youngins right and teach ’em somethin greater hoe
break the motive n+ggas don’t apply while we takin notes
talkin’ ain’t been a factor so i try to ‘xplain more

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