Cut My Losses

They ain't believe me when I said the price going up I ain't cutting no losses no more They follow my leader so why would I f*ck with a half pint Speaking to bosses and up Give them a reason to blow pipe It be a cold night 'fore I go snow on the bluff Making him eat it then night night Sing him a lullaby, putting your lips on the hush Don't know the reason except I can die any season I'm spending this money too frequent Taking a loss and I'm charging it straight to the game And I'm telling the bank it's delinquent Said he ain't running after me, out of touch with reality Swear that I still saw him reaching It ain't no stopping me now that I'm out and I'm popping These bitches all pledging allegiance I'm running this shit and it still ain't the best of me Bitches ain't got the ingredients Half of the shit that it take for the recipe I'm getting selfish and greedier Nigga I'm feigning, like uh You better feed me They want to know the direction to get to the dough But I say ain't no rest for me They try to bite on my shit and I aim for the head This shit's like The Walking Dead They with that fighting and shit And I say I'm too pretty I'm calling the fucking feds Straight gaslighting a bitch it can really get heated I'm saying you dumb as hell She want to dance with the devil I'm granting her wish and I'm sending that bitch to hell They ain't believe me when I said the price going up I ain't cutting no losses no more They follow my leader so why would I f*ck with a half pint Speaking to bosses and up Give them a reason to blow pipe It be a cold night 'fore I go snow on the bluff Making him eat it then night night Sing him a lullaby, putting your lips on the hush I'm controlling the game I ain't playing, I'm pimping Take a percentage, they calling me Kimbo Slicing it up and I leave em With little to nothing and telling them boys not to dwindle They making it hard when this shit really simple Easy to pop out and get some attention These bitches would flop if they had my position Like Perk in the finals be crawling and limping No ho in me Know that I be what you be on Talk about me in the song and it reek huh? Seeing the stars like he really speak Klingon I'm not that bitch to part lips bout and speak on Needing a tutor, I really speak econ Need a deposit, ain't doing no free song Need a new bitch, she green like neon Curving that bitch like I'm whipping a Nissan (Duh) I'm letting them breathe, still stepping on necks Hop out the V and I'm peppermint fresh Add in a comma and give me a breath Relax now bitch, I'm next Moving that weight, no need for the flex Changing the G to a O, I'm stretching Yeah Niggas is dumb Bitches is done up, they all getting touched Yeah Where's the funds? I'm needing that cash, I ain't do a front Yeah Way that I run it They thinking I'm Chubb, ain't doing no rushing though Want to be gang, but ain't cut enough Put the gas in the V and it's stunted up