"Live & Uncut" lyrics

"Live & Uncut"

Aziz
Yo, yo
Live from LA
Live and uncut
Let's go, uh

Get the paper, handle business, then we moving on
This ain't your calling, so move along
I ain't here to babysit or say what you do is wrong
But guarantee your past is gonna haunt you like student loans
So tell me what's your vision about?
Know the ins and the outs
I used to commemt on my own shit with different accounts
The definition of my biggest fan
Went to college, told moms that I'm switching plans
And I ain't get the big advance
I hit grind mode
I'm in the greatest of all time mode
I'm really tryna teach 'em what [?]
I'm done complicating, keep it simple is best
Back when Mac was wearing snapbacks with Mitchell & Ness
I was desperate for some beats, I need this shit to finess
That's when I was using music to get shit off my chest
Well, I still do, really, yeah, I still do
I bring it to your front door, like, "who this gettin' billed to?"
Bodying these beats, Tarantino, Kill Bill to
Tell me, "Jerry, snap," I just hit 'em back, like, "will do"
Hit 'em in the body, Bobby Boucher, touché
I ain't slowing down until I'm too paid, I'm too crazy
Hit 'em in the body, Bobby Boucher, touché
I ain't slowing down until I'm too paid, I'm too crazy

Yeah


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