This is a song about "Long cut"

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

Told me not to cut corners, use to cut quarters

Cut her, take everybody out

Might even know how hard it is, no doubt

Stop the camera, cut, its over

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Look, by the end of this song

(and go berserk) all night long

Gonna cut people who spit bullshit.

I’m t-raww young nigga i’m the shit

We at the top where we belong

I don't really gotta' take so long

Most times when a liquor all gone

Hanging out here all day long,

Nights are still tough and long,

Stressed out, cos' i'm gone