Yellow Tape* Caskey

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[Chorus]
I'm in the cut
I'm in the cut, and I've been pourin' it up
They wish that we didn't make it
But I guess they down on they luck
I'm in the streets
I'm in the streets, and I've been playing for keeps
They wish that we didn't make it
But look at how much [?]

[Verse 1]
Gotta tell 'em to watch for the yellow tape
If I go out shooting, then celebrate
These bad women choosin', I sell the weight
You mad 'cause you losing [?] hate, I can't pay it mind
I'm in the streets
I let that shit go, but I'm playing for keeps
I'm in the field, man, they stay under sheets
Me, I just stay with my piece, lay low and pray I'm at peace
Heard you out looking for me
Fuck 'round, gon' get what you seek, yeah, yeah
Fifty shots, I'm fifty deep
Looks like we won all the beef, yeah, yeah
I'm in a whole different world that you don't even know about
Diamonds on me, but the difference is I could still go without