Cut Throat World - Demrick, Vu

They say you talking crazy, talking reckless, that’s that real shit

They say that I ain’t stunting, pop a wheelie, do a real trick

I go get the money, double that, now that’s a real flip

Welcome to the zoo, bitch, I call that a real trip

Ever been to the jungle?

(No love)

Brought up in a struggle?

It’s a Cut, Throat, World, bitch, ain’t nobody love you

Ever been to the jungle?

(No love)

Brought up in a struggle?

It’s a Cut, Throat, World, bitch, ain’t nobody love you

Demrick

I’ve been thinking 'bout it lately.

(What?)

My life is getting crazy.

(Why?)

I just got topped off then I dropped her off in a brand-new Mercedes

My music like dope in the 80s.

(It is.)

They don’t want smoke, they ventilating

Thoughts they gonna pop before the pavement

My thoughts take a pop to turn the payments

Niggas be walking entertainment, all caught up in the matrix

Ain’t got a plan 'cause they play they self

I be watching in amazement

When they get that affidavit, and see the name on the stages.

(Oh no.)

I thought my own homies never snitched on me, man their last words are famous

That’s why all my steel is stainless and you get used to killing strangers

And I pop pills to feel painless.

Label this: Young, Wild and Dangerous

Yeah I’m fresh out of famous, calling this animal behavior

But what you expect?

You think they regret when they locked us in the cages?

Huh?

They say you talking crazy, talking reckless, that’s that real shit

They say that I ain’t stunting, pop a wheelie, do a real trick

I go get the money, double that, now that’s a real flip

Welcome to the zoo, bitch, I call that a real trip

Ever been to the jungle?

(No love)

Brought up in a struggle?

It’s a Cut, Throat, World, bitch, ain’t nobody love you

Demrick

I’ma tell you like these streets told me

It’s a Cut, Throat, World

Make it hard for you to breathe

I’ma tell you like these streets told me

It’s a Cut, Throat, World

Make it hard for you to breathe

Demrick

They want us all to suffocate

They want us all to lose our way

They want us locked up so they can watch us and tell us how to spend our days

But no, not, me.

Me no pay that

I go out and make stacks

Switch me lane in Maybach

Yeah, yeah they let us head, nigga crazy, no no, not at all

Making moves for the calls

Hate to see a nigga ball

I’m starting to feel like LeBron

80 rounds in the drum

Give me 808s in the drum

Make the bitches go dumb in the club

And you know what I need now

My head up in these clouds

Help me calm the fuck down

Bitch I’m 'bout to wile out

'Cause they keep it stressing and this shit depressing from the president to

inner-city section

We living in a ticking time-bomb 'bout to detonate at any second

They say you talking crazy, talking reckless, that’s that real shit

They say that I ain’t stunting, pop a wheelie, do a real trick

I go get the money, double that, now that’s a real flip

Welcome to the zoo, bitch, I call that a real trip

Ever been to the jungle?

(No love)

Brought up in a struggle?

It’s a Cut, Throat, World, bitch, ain’t nobody love you

Ever been to the jungle?

(No love)

Brought up in a struggle?

It’s a Cut, Throat, World, bitch, ain’t nobody love you

Demrick

I’ma tell you like these streets told me

It’s a Cut, Throat, World

Make it hard for you to breathe

I’ma tell you like these streets told me

It’s a Cut, Throat, World

Make it hard for you to breathe