Cut-throat Lyrics

Rub my hands like Birdman am a big stunna

Ain't got time I'll be booked working all summer

Make music for the streets block bout to turn up

Too much envy on the kid ever since the come up

Rub my hands like Birdman am a big stunna

Ain't got time I'll be booked working all summer

Make music for the streets block bout to turn up

Too much envy on the kid ever since the come up

Respected with no doubt I took they breath away

Only cash if it ain't that then I stay away

Am no mediocre I can proudly say

I know they mad since I begun to reign

I quit talking reason why am not predictable

Time is limited dropping every weak I know

You in the zone but this my motherfucking zone

Just like scar face address as me the don

Underrating me that's the biggest mistake

Boy is always shining like its diamond baguettes

A million that's the quote I don't wanna debate

Welcome to my world planet of the apes

Am always standing out I never blend in

Am gon rest when am dead there's no pretending

Gotta shoot your shot once you aiming

Blessings come in different ways no straining

Struggle we went through made us act a fool

Don killuminati 2 pac Shakur

Jealousy and hatred never cool

This the middle of the ocean

It's no swimming cool

Damn right everyday is a hustle

Though we may be humble

We was dealing with struggle

Life's a gamble is you willing to juggle

I fall back but am still 2 steps ahead

Used to pray for ways I could navigate

Big dreams before my mama ever bought a bed

No woman in this world could take my mamas place

Take over the world before my time is over

4 × 4 muddy road now where's the rover

Glory goes to Jehovah

Gotta make it to the top like hova

Tryna fit in no I'm tryna stand out

Smelling trouble

Might begin to bug out

And bring the gun out

On the road to riches

The tires burn out