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Jourdan Chinn - In the Cut Lyrics



Jourdan Chinn - In the Cut Lyrics




Struggling all on my own
I'm living my life through the lows
Homies scheming on their own
Hate on me I suppose
My life has been giving me hell
Talk about why you be stressed out
I got my girl on the speed dial
She just releases the stress out
I really be stressing but really the fact of the matter I really don't care
I would of been checking the meaning behind the whole reason why you are just never this clear
Clarity in the same boat
The boat sails where the trail ends
Haters adding they two cents
Your issues don't make sense
Most of yawl really be hella fake
Don't come at me with your foolishness
Most of yawl out here be wildin
All of that really be meaningless
Yawl hate when a homie be shining
But yawl want this whole world to be better
Yawl just sleep and go tweet all the time
Thinking tweeting gonna keep us alive
Fam I saw someone else
Hiding in elements
Pissing my niggas off
Talking embellishments
We see the elements
We see the evidence
Claim you the one but you rarely the one
Gotta stay humble that's Kendrick with wisdom I do not regret all the wisdom I've learned
Gotta stack money up gotta stack money up
Gucci on Gucci nah I do not flex them up
Life is not terrible getting my boulders up
Big time promoters I'm looking for lots of those
Ready to do a show getting my posters up
You wanna know why I'm so pissed and so raged all the time
You claim that you fy but your thoughts and your actions be looking so low all the time
I'm tired of folks having sessions bout why they not rich and the reasons of why
The ones who be rich and successful yawl need to give back you could die anytime
The ones who stop struggling once you get lazy it only gets tough in your mind
These men be diluted these men be so childish the real ones have truly declined
And you wonder why females be niggas and men be the women it's all out of line
I hope your in tune to the chaos around you just know that the majority's blind
I just go chill on the street
I do not smoke any weed
Never forget where your from
You gotta work hard over here to be blessed up
The ones who despise you the most be the homies who looked at your life and can't catch up
Ohhh damnnn
You think you somebody?!
Nah
Yawl too concerned about fame
But feel you too big to be sorry
Always flexing on the gram
Always thinking you the man
Always thinking you lit
Barely paying for the rent
Barely paying for the gas
Always smoking up the gas
Always looming with snakes
I mower them up out the grass
Once they find out they know its you
Once they find out they know it's true
When they wake up they'll know my face
When the shoe fits they know it's true
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Struggling all on my own
I'm living my life through the lows
Homies scheming on their own
Hate on me I suppose
My life has been giving me hell
Talk about why you be stressed out
I got my girl on the speed dial
She just releases the stress out
I really be stressing but really the fact of the matter I really don't care
I would of been checking the meaning behind the whole reason why you are just never this clear
Clarity in the same boat
The boat sails where the trail ends
Haters adding they two cents
Your issues don't make sense
Most of yawl really be hella fake
Don't come at me with your foolishness
Most of yawl out here be wildin
All of that really be meaningless
Yawl hate when a homie be shining
But yawl want this whole world to be better
Yawl just sleep and go tweet all the time
Thinking tweeting gonna keep us alive
Fam I saw someone else
Hiding in elements
Pissing my niggas off
Talking embellishments
We see the elements
We see the evidence
Claim you the one but you rarely the one
Gotta stay humble that's Kendrick with wisdom I do not regret all the wisdom I've learned
Gotta stack money up gotta stack money up
Gucci on Gucci nah I do not flex them up
Life is not terrible getting my boulders up
Big time promoters I'm looking for lots of those
Ready to do a show getting my posters up
You wanna know why I'm so pissed and so raged all the time
You claim that you fy but your thoughts and your actions be looking so low all the time
I'm tired of folks having sessions bout why they not rich and the reasons of why
The ones who be rich and successful yawl need to give back you could die anytime
The ones who stop struggling once you get lazy it only gets tough in your mind
These men be diluted these men be so childish the real ones have truly declined
And you wonder why females be niggas and men be the women it's all out of line
I hope your in tune to the chaos around you just know that the majority's blind
I just go chill on the street
I do not smoke any weed
Never forget where your from
You gotta work hard over here to be blessed up
The ones who despise you the most be the homies who looked at your life and can't catch up
Ohhh damnnn
You think you somebody?!
Nah
Yawl too concerned about fame
But feel you too big to be sorry
Always flexing on the gram
Always thinking you the man
Always thinking you lit
Barely paying for the rent
Barely paying for the gas
Always smoking up the gas
Always looming with snakes
I mower them up out the grass
Once they find out they know its you
Once they find out they know it's true
When they wake up they'll know my face
When the shoe fits they know it's true
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Writer: JOURDAN CHINN
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Performed By: Jourdan Chinn
Language: English
Length: 2:51
Written by: JOURDAN CHINN

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