Savy Soul - CUT Lyrics

Cut off all the light
Lighting bout to strike twice
I'm that nigga with the vices
That includes your wife
Y'all been living of the hype
Niggas fake
Bitches trife
That's the code for my young niggas
That gon save ya life
What the f*ck do you mean
Yes I'm stuck off the green
We get buck
Ain't no if ands but or in between
How many times he gonna say
That he top 5 since 17
Niggas be thinking it's sweet
Until he run up me
And find Superman don't bleed
How many times you gonna
Say how many times
They know you f*ck nigga
Can't believe your rhymes
Hit young souly and I do it every time
You a hoe
I'm a pro
In my art there's is no cons
Let's how my chains we can put on these false gods
I'm clinically insane with this feeling you know why
Thoughts when I'm too high
Lust off the woo ha
Now your regular scheduled
Programming the cool guy

Get the f*ck off my dick
Back in the mix
Ima keep you posted
I ain't caption this shit
Sad how it gets
Throw ass sexy bitch
More cash sexy bitch
Get nasty I wanna see mad clitoris
This should be x rated
F*ck what yo ex sayin
Just keep that ass shakin
Turn off ya phone
I don't need no press baby
I got this god given gift that I neglect baby
As if I'm from a different time
I don't connect lately
The she hit the Cocina
Now you asking why you possessed lately
Jumping out the bed
Demons jumping out ya head
Running from the feds
Yeah you living but you dead
Have you ever looked up at sky
Seen red
Mama told me say a prayer for you go to bed