Cut Like Me lyrics

[Intro:]
(Longway, Longway, blue on my end, b*tch)
We made it clear
Cut from a different cloth
This cloth, can only be found in select areas..
(You ain't cut like me.. what cloth were you cut from?)

[Hook:]
These n*ggas be screaming they with the sh*t
These n*ggas be screaming they gangster
These n*ggas be screaming that trap sh*t
Be the same n*ggas, that scream out your name
These n*ggas ain't cut like me
These n*ggas ain't cut like me
These n*ggas ain't cut like me
These n*ggas ain't cut like me
These n*ggas be screaming they with the sh*t
These n*ggas be screaming they gangster
These n*ggas be screaming that trap sh*t
Be the same n*ggas, that scream out your name
These n*ggas ain't built like me
These n*ggas ain't built like me
These n*ggas ain't built like me
These n*ggas ain't built like me

[Verse 1:]
You see me that on me lil n*gga
No hesitation I squeeze on the trigger(pow, pow, pow!)
With no co-defendant that 40 my n*gga
Trapping in the trenches, Callaso living.(trap, trap, trap)
Why me work that b*tch, her name Mrs. Bentley
pus*y n*gga, get interrogated go snitch
These n*ggas ain't really with the traplife sh*t
Working all the time, they telling on sh*t
Ain't got no convo for bales or a brick
Keep the cash I ain't trying to get in Paperwork
These n*ggas ain't sh*t like me. (Like Wee)
Catch your b*tch, and she dropping her panties first
These n*ggas ain't sh*t like me
I'm cut from a whole 'nother cloth
Run the sack up, stash it, no I ain't go ball
I keep me two pistols, no undo at all
And a b*tch so we can go work out the spot
[Hook:]

[Verse 2:]
I really ain't feeling your gangster my n*gga
They did cut you from the same blanket my n*gga
Crippin with 50, don't hang with no wangsta
Shoot some sh*t up until we see bodybags
You can pull up to my spot we sell nothin but bags
Foreigns on foreigns with the paper tags
I run up them bands so don't go out sad
I talk on the phone because it might be the Fed
Trying to purchase it but I end the call on his ass
I thought you were gangster, now you tell the Twelve
I had to relocate the spot on their ass
Trappin the same old sh*t just a different mailman
Same clientele with the same old scale
These lil n*ggas ain't cut Like me, can't you tell?
They screaming that sh*t
I'm really with that sh*t
Pull up where you at?
I'll flip your sh*t!

[Hook:]