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lirik lagu gold cutlery – ché noir

[intro: che noir]
yeah
uh, woo

[verse 1: che noir]
i put the hands of time on my keyboard
mental piano, i’m playing a c chord
i feel like a resource for n*ggas, i feel like i’m reborn
because the pain of moving quick but cautious
couldn’t walk a mile in my shoes, my step, you’ll get exhausted
the tears i cried was big enough to swim a dolphin
i did it all for results of n*ggas who love me wrong
i ate fruit from the money tree right in front of god
life is like the mother and, death is the uncle tom
i cut ties with backstabbers, they gave me scissors
been through thick and thin, it’s funny how greed can make you thinner
lived in sin, raised with k!llers, n*gga
i can’t forget what i seen ’cause every time that i blink, my brain would take a picture
i hate the flash, i try to hide where i can
no self esteem, i couldn’t see my worth outside of a man
i was making loose decisions that i knew was senseless
he blindly swept me off my feet and made me superstitious (yo)
[chorus: rome streetz, che noir]
just make sure that every choice that you make wise
before i chop the head, i look straight in the snake eyes
rather leave you for dead than coincide with your fake vibes
living fast, mommy told me take time (time, n*gga)
and make sure that every choice that you make wise
before i chop the head, i look straight in the snake eyes
rather leave you for dead than coincide with your fake vibes
living fast, mommy told me take time (yeah, yuh)

[verse 2: che noir]
peep the lines in my verses, at 3 my eye was observant
and as a teen, my mind was determined, so i deserve it
i bleed like the knives of a surgeon, wine of a serpent
i plead to christ, i got urges, crying in churches
life’s a book, gotta read it between the lines, it’s in cursive
shoot a diss, now i gotta think, decide if it’s worth it
’cause i don’t play fair how you bleeding, dying with nurses
i wipe and clean evidence, got a bleach and dye with detergent
b*tch, i spit [?], that’s the only time that i switch moves
quick move, i turn a hating n*gga to fish food
i sip booze, recline in front of a big pool
b*tch, i’m in a class of my own, you n*ggas skip school
i remember trying stretch 10 gs
they debate about the top 5 best mcs
you gotta take someone back if it ain’t che love of rap
women spitting harder than these n*ggas they love to gas, facts
[chorus: rome streetz, che noir]
make sure that every choice that you make wise
before i chop the head, i look straight in the snake eyes
rather leave you for dead than coincide with your fake vibes
living fast, mommy told me take time (time, n*gga)
and make sure that every choice that you make wise
before i chop the head, i look straight in the snake eyes
rather leave you for dead than coincide with your fake vibes
living fast, mommy told me take time (take ya time n*gga)

[outro: che noir]
yeah, yeah, make wise
yeah, snake eyes
yeah, yeah
uh, uh
take ya time n*gga, uh
take ya time n*gga

- che noir

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