Cut You Down

[VerseBorn] On the streets Them niggas done Popped women and children Done got ppl to feel Em That ain't hood Spend a living on Jordans and tims chillin Them 40s and rims spinnin But really that ain't hood Hood is tryna Sleep but you can't Cuz aks spraying at Ya window panes like (brrrrraaaat) Hood is tryna Eat but you can't But the big names feasting Like payday came right (what!?) I am on another level (level) So while you sell ya soul To the devil I'll supply the shovel (Hello!) Welcome to an episode Of realness Since Johnny did it on em I been wantin to kill this Feel this like Braille Mixed with a steel grip Art not miss the point (like) arch Shots when ya wrist slips (Brick!) Defining logic on some real shit Plus I find it ironic How we in Hell But we still live Many fragile pockets Yet we still give Our two cents like crew ship Full of brilliance So while you busy Tryna stack ya millions I'll be caked up With faith so resilient All you Liars and snakes (Had to cut you down) Gangstas and fakes (had to cut you down) If you glorifying hate (Had to cut you down) When my people at steak (Have to cut you down)