Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sherman Patton
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sherman Patton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SevenMile P
Engineer
Lyrics
You gotta cut **** off, you gotta grind just to get ahead
I remember I was going broke, going broke tryna chase the bread
I sold pills, sold weed, sold lean, sold raw
Kicked those, dropped checks, and I even did more
I ain't nothing like y'all, bitch, I really did it all
The only gold that I had was the weight of the bar
Y'all are scary ass ****, y'all be scared to leave the house
Meanwhile I'm outside with y'all babysitting the house
Whole ham-ass, ham-ass, perfect like they got it for the grandmas
I know I make them sick, they can't stand me, ****
Seven-four-two, that's the family, ****
It's only three vibes or better when I roll up a gun
It's only 1942 and Don Q with my cup
Y'all talk so much shit that I have to back it up too
Ain't nothing with these **** on, just tighten up
**** always talking shit about what a burger said
The only shit I'm worried about is getting hit by the feds
That's why I stack, bro, cause I know how that money spin
You gotta cut **** off, that's how you get ahead
I'ma keep it going, you gotta cut **** off
You gotta grind just to get ahead
I remember I was going broke
Going broke tryna chase his dreams
Now I got my money up
So it's fuck what a **** said
If you ain't talking bout no money
Then that conversation's so dangerous
I was on the block tryna get the spot banking
**** think they tough, ****, you was not dangerous
So many bands in my pocket, got my knot hanging
All this ice around my neck, got my pops aching
Can't believe my man's gone, I'm like, not my baby
Feeling like this shit a game, what you tryna play me
Flying in that SRT, what you tryna race me
Remember you used to hit up Balot with my auntie Tracy
I got big V's on, I ain't got no AC
Came a long way from living on my mama's basement
Everything I got on foreign, it ain't nothing basic
I done been through so much shit, man, can't nothing faze me
**** mad cause they broke and they bitch-fucking
Depending on how good her head is, I might get her something
**** tryna shake my hand like we friends or something
Better have some respect, you see a winner coming
You gotta cut **** off, you gotta grind just to get ahead
I remember I was going broke, going broke tryna chase his dreams
Now I got my money up, so it's fuck what a **** said
If you ain't talking bout no money, then that conversation's so dead
That conversation dead, they ain't talking bout no money
I can laugh, I was back then, wasn't shit funny
That conversation dead, they ain't talking bout no money
I can laugh, I was back then, wasn't shit funny
Cut **** off, cut bitches off, I ain't take the loss
Bitch, I'm still winning, I'm a damn boss
Cut **** off, cut bitches off, I ain't take the loss
Bitch, I'm still winning, I'm a damn boss
You gotta cut **** off, you gotta grind just to get ahead
I remember I was going broke, going broke tryna chase his dreams
Now I got my money up, so it's fuck what a **** said
If you ain't talking bout no money, then that conversation's so dead
Shit dead, my ****
Written by: Sherman Patton