In the Cut Lyrics

Grew up in Columbus

Play that bitch like trumpet

We grinding to the summit

All these bitches get hunted

Ima keep it 100

Demons all in the night

Tryna take my soul

But I fight

I'm trying make it outta the cold

He's shooting to kill

He fucked up in the head he got no chill

Think he king of the hill

He dying from popping them pills

Falling over now the king has been killed

Coming for the throne feeling the thrill

Now tell me who running the hill

Came with the switches

I switch on these bitches

Make em swim with the fishes

Genie gave em the wishes

He up in the kitchen

What's your religion

Pull up with him and the squad

Hollow tip gonna send him to god

Way he acting seem kinda odd

Talking shit but he's soft

Calling the homies

Bring em life like the mummies

That dude is a dummy

He making the money

Bitches think that they funny

They softer than bunnies

I was hitting the blunt

But you know I'm keeping it blunt

Why they front

They fronting and stunting

I'm in the cut and I'm hunting

In the cut like a lion

Bitches be lying

That weed got me flying

All these people they dying

These bitches they hiding

Families they crying

I fly with the dragons

They jump on my wagon

These bars you'd think that I'm trapping

Nah bitch I'm rapping

Rap it up with a bow

They telling me shit that I already know

I'm not gonna stumble

I was up in jungle

But I always stay humble

All the walls gonna tumble

His emotions get crumpled

I ain't dropping the bag

I'm not gonna fumble

Dark clouds in the sky

It's feeling eerie tonight

Feel like I'll die

There's nowhere to hide

No where to go

Mind feels like six feet below

Fight in my head

Now we up making the bread