Cut Em Off lyrics

[Intro]
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You know what I'm saying, mane
You get to the point in your life mane
When you gotta start just cut motherf*ckers off mane
Real sh*t

[Hook]
I just had to cut a couple n*ggas off (you know it)
I just had to cut a couple b*tches off
n*ggas swear they hard but they really soft (they fake)
Swear to God, these b*tches tryna throw me off
I just had to cut a couple n*ggas off
I just had to cut a couple b*tches off (f*ck em)
n*ggas swear they hard but they really soft (they fake)
Swear to God, these b*tches tryna throw me off (real sh*t)

[Verse 1]
These days I can't trust a soul
Gotta keep a thang everywhere I go
You know how I rock, you know how I roll (you know it)
Gotta keep me one up top in it, ain't no lettin' go
Like I got a full house, I can't never fold
Gotta pay me hunnid thousand if you want a show
Gotta pay me right now, you know how it go (cash)
Tryna get It by the pound, I got it for the low
In my hood I'm a legend, n*gga ain't no tellin' (let's get it)
What we doin' for the paper, all my n*ggas felons
They can't get it like we get it so them n*ggas jealous
Wrap it up tight when you mail it so they can't smell it (yeah)
I tryna tell 'em I'm one of a kind
They tried to tell me they the truth and I knew they was lyin'
In the trap, my n*ggas cookin' them 2 at the time
Before I got up in the game, I knew it was mine, b*tch
So these n*ggas is wastin' their time (they wastin')
And these b*tches is waitin' in line (hoe)
I need every penny, ain't wastin' a dime (hoe)
Had to cut these n*ggas off 'cause I'm racin' the time (let's go)
[Hook]
I just had to cut a couple n*ggas off
I just had to cut a couple b*tches off
n*ggas swear they hard but they really soft
Swear to God, these b*tches tryna throw me off
I just had to cut a couple n*ggas off
I just had to cut a couple b*tches off
n*ggas swear they hard but they really soft
Swear to God, these b*tches tryna throw me off

[Verse 2]
(Yeah, true story n*gga), whole time, they wasn't ready
n*ggas ran up with extendos, he like f*ck it n*gga, let's get it
He know who it was, he know where they live, he put 30 shots in his fitted
When he came back with that choppa on him, n*ggas thought he brought him a midget
On some real sh*t, he 'bout to kill sh*t, got no soul, he don't feel sh*t
He gotta couple n*ggas that be in the field, you don't wanna feel the hit stick
We blitz sh*t, won't miss sh*t
My n*ggas be loadin' and blowin' that iron
My n*ggas be really be movin' them dimes
While n*ggas be rappin' for nothin', I be out here sellin' these rhymes (gettin' it)
n*ggas be reppin' the streets but really be new to these crimes (they phony) hoe
n*ggas really wanna rob me (yeah)
But the set me up for a hunna piece, won't stop me (n*gga)
n*ggas really wanna rob me (come on)
But the set me up for a hunna keys, won't stop me (come on) b*tch
'Cause I got this bread and these n*ggas is toast
n*ggas see me like like they just saw a ghost
f*ck around might do get hit out the ghost