Cut It Out - Ampichino, The Jacka, L.I.S.

My uncle Gugga got locked, we grown, he still gone

I’m still in shock my cousin’s pop, he on his own

We gettin' high out the zone, one day we’ll be on

30 stickin' outta my clothes, don’t let no weakness show

Only time I cry is when I laugh, errybody poor

But I still give away my last till we all got dough

Move fast till we all had coke

Let him tax us with the pack cuz then we tied dude up

My lil' cousin (?)'ll line you up

Nice tie, button up, put you in your last tux

Try and be the nice guy all the chicken you passed up

From when the times was hard unless you murder don’t get no pass chumps

Rest in peace Pum, (?) showed me fly pics

Lookin' real for Kazi & (?)

(?), you better know yourself

Look at me now, now way out

You ain’t neva been this ill, nigga cut it out

Look at us now

You ain’t neva been this real, nigga cut it out

Look at me now

You ain’t neva been this ill, nigga cut it out

Look at us now

You ain’t neva been this real, nigga cut it out