Cut It

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Manny World - Rap

Cut It

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[Verse 1] Im dripping blood, swear, and tears, true to the game like quadir I put the work in and practiced when no one was there Cause my music would fall on def ears Nobody cared, nobody listened I had that shit nobody wanted to hear I heard my mom say this shit not a career, walked through the valley of death with no fear But the niggas around me was scared, they ain't know I had it in me to outwork my peers I'm talking my DJ, I'm talking my girlfriend I'm talking my manager and engineer Lets make this clear, i want this shit more than I more than I wanna breathe air I know y'all my friends and my fams but my fans gotta have the best me and thats just where i stand Skills and competence are far more important than friendly feelings I could feel it niggas tryna stop my millions, separate feelings from all my dealings, My legacy gotta live on Im serious Cut that hating shit out cause im here to stay They counted me out but i found a way Grill in my mouth got expensive taste Too much talent in your fucking face Me and this lifestyle getting too familiar Im on snap being a dog with out the filter If she a bad bitch then i probably kilt her My bodies getting crazy I could shock the silker Listen to my bars it don't get no realer Listen to my words it don't get no trilla I listened to ya shit and I dont fucking feel ya Reason why y'all niggas some fucking failures Had to cut most of these lames off Cause we are not cut from the same same cloth Look at the hard work paying off, Im in the booth with my chains on Dont take no shots if your aim off, cause you know that you gon banged on And yo bitch gonna get rained on, It's Manny World don't say my name wrong Cut it [Verse 2] When people sleep on me I wake em up This is all facts i can't make this up I told my new girl that we breaking up Cause deep down I feel I don't make enough And all the time that shit be taken up Whether fucking, chilling, or just laying up I gotta get to it I rather be thumbing through thousands until i get paper cuts Friendship and love could blind any man But thats a hard concept to understand Like not fucking hoes could fuck up my brand, cause after i fuck they turn into fans Am I known for music or Instagram? Im starting to not really give a damn As long as they know just how sick i am As long as they know i got bigger plans I be flowing just like killa cam, killing shit like son of sam I want 30 x 100 grand, cut the check and imma shake ya hand Yeah cut the check Def Jam, cut the check Interscope Cut the check Atlantic, cut the check Capital I want 30 x 100 grand thats 3 million nigga!

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