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cuttin thru - status (uk) lyrics

[intro]
there’s little n*ggas and big homies
we’re not little n*ggas, so, n*gga, would tell me, “mase, chill”
no, chill for what? who is this n*gga?

[chorus]
she ask me what i do, i told her, “i make the money moves”
the big whips, g, you see when i’m cuttin’ through
the hypo, it’s parked off, yeah, it’s nothin’ new
i was taught to stack racks, yeah, i stacked a few

[verse 1]
i don’t regret the sh*t i done, i just repent
all my n*ggas in the pen, still free them
bangin’ on the f*ckin’ door for the freedom
i’m just tryna stack my money, i ain’t tryna see the pen
n*ggas beefin’ with the bro, the f*ck you beefin’ for?
my big bro, hе’s soon home, you already know the scorе
bussdown rolie on his wrist when he touch the road
the way i drive the whip, b*tch, you must’ve thought it was tokyo
this ain’t tokyo, we get it off a vodafone
i meant say a lyca sim, it’s really time to get it in
the s3, pop’s and bang, make a neighbours sing
the way we’re goin’ on, it’s like i made a .38 sing
a big whip, a hypo, i need a new ting
i’m cuttin’ through the lanes, your favourite artist, you should use this
your baby mum’s since been f*ckin’ with the rule of sake
rap cap, bro, this is really how we do this
you won’t catch me at the club, poppin’ bottles
i was seventeen tryna learn a clutch, f*ck a bottle
same time, failed school, f*ck it, money motto
all my n*ggas from the bits like he’s [?] out
i bag b*tches, she’s five*three, she got her buns out
i’m from the south of this city, get the funds now
and if you’re talking trap, bro, he’s took the wrong route
and this a x5, you know i get it spun ’round (yo)
i get it spun ’round, ask my brudda jam about the jammers in the hood now
95s on my feet, sh*t, i need a bussdown
phone’s still on dnd, it’s hard to get in touch
this a audi s3, not no s*line
if you catch me at them red lights, you know it’s that time
big bro, soon home, i told him, “tek time”
the hood’s full of rats and bare piggies in your plain sight
don’t pocket watch ’cause i get mine
went from bmx to hypo’s in short time
all them cold nights, it’s pain off, it’s that time
(all them cold nights, it’s pain off, it’s that time)
[bridge]
n*gga like me, man
i love the game
i love the hustle

[verse 2]
if you need a cali pack, you know to come to us
we got runtz, we got dog and you know we got the dust
h*lla fakes, so we’re highly like to trust
need a big ripper, two*litre engine won’t cut
digi’ dash when i’m cuttin’ through the block
i’m only on the come*up and i’m runnin’ to the top
tire burner, man, i only told you once
this a real life status, i only tell you once

[outro]
this a real life status, i only tell you once

- status uk lyrics

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