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Song title: Cashis - Layin in the Cut

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I'm sitting back, thinking, drinking
I'm loaded and barely breathing
I'm spilling on the seats of my old school black Lincoln
I'm riding with a heat, off a pill and no speaking
My best is level three, they say Em, I'm not beating
My mind is on the street, Marciano be tryina call me
The penitentiary and my future 'cause I'm falling
My part of history is to follow the Lord's calling
But niggas mess with me till they all on the floor crawling
I'm popping with no warning, I'm hotter than global warming
I'm flooding the block with coke, knowing you all want it
This life I was born in homie, I'm ready and able
To take a bullet or a plaque for the name of my label
I'm daily praying to Proof, he know I'm telling the truth
That I love King Mathers the way that he do
Your legacy never through 'cause we be riding for you
And if you niggas out there really want them problems then move

I be laying in the motherfucking cut, cut
Everybody wanna come and say what's up, yup
They know I always keep a motherfucking blunt, plus
I got a semi soldier and he wanna dump, punk
I be laying in the motherfucking cut, cut
Everybody wanna come and say what's up, yup
They know I always keep a motherfucking blunt, plus
I got a semi soldier and he wanna dump, punk

I'm popping a zannie to keep me humble, my family
If I'm sleep, they ain't gotta deal with my constant insanity
I'm the chic, is it vanity, I walk and hit guaranteed
Your bitch wanna mess with me, I'm always addressing thee
Niggas be testing me so the law be arresting me
But I bail out fast, after an hour of questioning
You don't know who I be, you ain't seen MTV
Maybe on BET, I'm who you wanna be
I'm sitting here in the D, with Rugers and the nickel beams
The Capo and Shady Cashis, forever remain a G
Boss of the BBG, Pac Man RIP, I live it, I spit it
I can't change it, this is me
I'm tryina get out the street and be in the industry
But y'all niggas perpetrators, you gangsta pretend-to-be's
I'm off of this Ritalin, Ecstasy and Hennessy
I'm a motherfucking problem, you kinda remember me

I don't wanna go back, you don't wanna know that
Pain when I aim and your whole head go flat
I don't wanna go back, you don't wanna know that
Pain when I aim and your whole head go flat
My patience is wearing thin, I'm taking this Vicodin
Now I'm 'bout to be the nigga that nobody like again
Niggas in the studio don't wanna come write with him
'Cause you know when you hear me flow I'm writing like Eminem
Was putting his life on my pen, you gotta write it again
I'm blowing dro in the wind, you can hear my first verse
I know I'm still a win, you niggas is feminine
I'm good in any hood, from the Chucks to the Timberlands
A venomous lyricist, who be living it, period
Running circles of riddles, now I'm surrounding you idiots
It's hard to survive in this game of middlemen
But I got supply, that'll bring the millions in