“Cut Above”

Hook:
They trying to play my number,
(But I ain’t gone let them…)
They want me falling off,
(But I ain’t gone settle…)

Verse 1:
Hits for the dubbers,
Dropping in right on top of that summer
these niggas be wilding,
Putting they mileage in
Could they get any dumber? ///
she gave me her number…
praying and hoping that I would call,
Wasting no time, she would
Give me no air,
I patiently wait alone in my lair…//
Hold up, wait now, last call
I think you tripping, where your passport?
Where my white lady, that Newport?
Gotta 5 man team for that full court…(HUH!)//
Now why, even try to ride on a nigga like…
I been on shit?
Only a fuck nigga like you would lie
on a homie like me…//
Better believe I hold it down
been putting niggas on
Before I came to run the town,
predetermine before I started this
like Funkadelic to Parliament //
She said vodka and that red bull
matter fact, go head make that times two…
if by the end of the night I aint me,
just forgive what I did and let it be…//
Just when you thought you found a keeper
you’ll be sleeping with the grim reaper …
just when you thought you found a keeper
You’ll be sleeping with the grim keeper…//

Hook: (x2)

Verse 2:
If you see what it is and it aint me,
better hit the corner store for a plan b,
Im disowning you niggas
You niggas aint nothing but gum
On the bottom of my shoe in this picture//
I’m Huey go figure…
Just using my rights…
Protesting, debating, what’s Satan,
Only relating to who is living that life… //
Let’s mends these ends,
What’s different put it in the casket
Burn gas in the Benz
With the top down
On the Northside with the gas mask
And a couple friends…//
Burning that loud like that nigga be yelling
Truth be telling my nigga been gone,
Double-dutching that George and that Jeston
Smoking and choking that,
Cheech and that chong… //

…Burning that loud like that nigga be yelling
Truth be telling my nigga been gone//

Hook: (x2)