Sip It Cut

[Chorus] Hey man, well it cuts real deep, I say Hey man—man, well it—it—it cuts deep—deep, I say Hey man, well it cuts real deep, I say Hey man—man, well it—it—it cuts deep—deep, I say [Verse 1] Give me money, give me loot Fuck around, we make them shoot If I didn't have my money, give me rope, I'll make a noose I ain't tryna' live broke, I ain't fuckin' with the squad If a nigga wanna get it, he could get it in a row I will tie you up around, I will drive you 'round town I'm in the front seat, you in the trunk, fallin' out Once you come out the trap, it ain't gettin' no better Put you in cement shoes, make them last through any weather [Chorus] Hey man, well it cuts real deep, I say Hey man—man, well it—it—it cuts deep—deep, I say Hey man, well it cuts real deep, I say Hey man—man, well it—it—it cuts deep—deep, I say Hey man, well it cuts real deep, I say Hey man—man, well it—it—it cuts deep—deep, I say Hey man, well it cuts real deep, I say Hey man—man, well it—it—it cuts deep—deep, I say [Verse 2] It's up—It's up to me What you be? What you mean? What you wanted where you sleep? Get up and spray with this— If I didn't have my money, give me rope I'll make a noose— If I didn't have my money, give me rope I'll make a noose— I could get it in my sleep, I could get it where y'all be I could get in you in the alleyway and cut real deep And y'all lookin' like sheep, I put you in the sheet Drag you down town, underground Where you won't be believin' My pockets heavy I'm [?] I ain't ready, oh shit 'Bout to, ho', give me 'Bout to go get me with my go—go—go 'Bout to go Put it on my pound, with my notes, now gone Wakin' up every mornin', shit, I wish I was still asleep Ain't tryna' look dazed on the street Wakin' up every—wakin' up every mornin', shit, I wish I was still asleep Dazed on the street [Chorus] Hey man, well it cuts real deep, I say Hey man, well it cuts real deep—deep Hey man—ma—, well—we— it—it—it cuts deep—deep, I say Hey man—man, well it—it—it cuts deep—deep, I say Hey man, well it cuts real deep, I say Hey man, well it cuts real deep—deep Hey man—ma—, well—we— it—it—it cuts deep—deep, I say Hey man—man, well it—it—it cuts deep—deep, I say [Verse 3] Slime on my time, I been grindin' with my mind I grind up the powder, only smoke in my line I don't smoke weed, only do drugs that's white That's like coke or the pills, keep you up after night And I'm— coke pills—coke pills— thinkin' I'm legit And I'm fuckin' with you niggas that be fuckin' with my pen And my rocks in my pace, keep it quiet, get my yay' Get my yay', get my bitch, tell her go, tell her stay Tell her ride in the seat, don't open up your mouth If you open up your mouth, slap you right in your mouth Take you down to the south, take you down with my gold She opened up her mouth, put 'em in the trunk fo'sho Put it in the trunk fo'sho, am I finna' still spin it? If I came up for money, they won't get it for the [?] And I can't get nothin', knock you out your snuffin' Fuck around, fake niggas, yeah, you don't know who's bluffin'