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Cut Throat Songtext
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Cut Throat Songtext

(Let′s get this straight, now)
(I never fucked anybody over in my life who didn't have it coming to them, you got that?)

It′s money by the ton, yeah
Money by the ton (by the ton)

I'm thumbin' through another check, run it up, there′s nothin′ left
We don't take no time to rest, we don′t get enough respect
Your best friend will cut your neck, I expected nothing less
It's cutthroat (it′s cutthroat)

I'm thumbin′ through another check, run it up, there's nothin' left
We don′t take no time to rest, we don′t get enough respect
Your best friend will cut your neck, I expected nothing less
It's cutthroat (it′s cutthroat)

Slimy, tell 'em, "Try me"
I′m certified veteran status, grimy
Got used to deals bein' cut right behind me
I played the long game, it′s all about timing


Take his face off (take his face off)
Nah, take his arms off with the chainsaw
If he doesn't play ball and tries to go AWOL
We paint walls, dig a couple holes out in Great Falls

Was thankful when the truck came, treated me like chump change
They don't really pump weight, really, they just pump fake
When you really touch cake, you move different
Up and down the interstate, I′m through shipping

They glorify the life but I′m horrified at night
I'm starin′ at the cameras, I know this isn't right
I′m cutthroat and I always got my guard up
I'm prayin′ that we hit, but you never know, with our luck

It's money by the ton, yeah
Money by the ton (by the ton)

I'm thumbin′ through another check, run it up, there′s nothin' left
We don′t take no time to rest, we don't get enough respect
Your best friend will cut your neck, I expected nothing less
It′s cutthroat (it's cutthroat)

I′m thumbin' through another check, run it up, there's nothin′ left
We don′t take no time to rest, we don't get enough respect
Your best friend will cut your neck, I expected nothing less
It′s cutthroat (it's cutthroat)


I mean it, tell ′em, "Pay me"
I kiss the .380, get shady, it don't phase me
I′ve seen some renegades act up lately
Bunch of pussy-whipped bums, livin' off they lady

Money by the T-O-N
In my Benz, runnin' circles ′round my old friends
More wins, more flower in the black Benz (in the black Benz)
Black Timbs, Louis coat, and a MAC-10

My rolodex is crazy, too, I can get to anyone (anyone)
Had eleven milli′ tucked before I turned 21
Calls with my lawyer, we talk three times a day
Litigators love me, make this lawsuit go away

I'm cutthroat, cold-blooded, thick skin, big grin
When I make the chess move, you drown ′cause you can't swim
They′re my sons, tryna pick up all my crumbs
Try to tell 'em twenty times, we grab money by the ton

It′s money by the ton, yeah
Money by the ton (by the ton)

I'm thumbin' through another check, run it up, there′s nothin′ left
We don't take no time to rest, we don′t get enough respect
Your best friend will cut your neck, I expected nothing less
It's cutthroat (it′s cutthroat)

I'm thumbin′ through another check, run it up, there's nothin' left
We don′t take no time to rest, we don′t get enough respect
Your best friend will cut your neck, I expected nothing less
It's cutthroat (it′s cutthroat)

(That piece of shit up there, I never liked him, I never trusted him)
(For all I know, he had me set up)
(But that's history, I′m here, he's not)
(Do you wanna go on with me? You say it)
(You don′t, then you make a move)

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