| I know, got a feeling that I might blow
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| Even though this industry is cutthroat
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| Now I don’t feel the same
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| Think these drugs drive me insane
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| Cutthroat, swear these bitches, they be cutthroat
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| I’m so low
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| Cruising through the city with my eyes closed
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| 'Cause I’m losing my brain
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| Gotta keep on moving straight
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| Over, when you say it’s over I’m not sober
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| Loner, she left me so lonely with no closure
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| Now I don’t feel the same
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| Think these drugs drive me insane
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| They want to see me live
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| And I cannot forgive
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| Think I’m really going psycho
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| Thinking that I might blow
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| And I can’t let you in
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| Baby, I can’t forgive
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| Got me hanging on a tightrope
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| It’s time for me to let go, 'cause
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| These drugs got me thinking that I need you
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| But I don’t really need you
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| It’s hard for me to see through
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| But now I see the real you
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| Like glass, I see right through you
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| Now why you acting new new, we both know what you wanna do
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| Shorty in my phone
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| But where you at?
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| Run off with my love, like you was a running back
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| But now I got you running back (Ayy, yeah)
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| Now I got you running back (Ayy, yeah)
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| I know, got a feeling that I might blow
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| Even though this industry is cutthroat
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| Now I don’t feel the same (Oh no)
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| Think these drugs drive me insane
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| Cutthroat, swear these bitches, they be cutthroat
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| I’m so low (So low)
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| Cruising through the city with my eyes closed
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| 'Cause I’m losing my brain
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| Gotta keep on moving straight
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| Over, when you say it’s over I’m not sober
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| Loner, she left me so lonely with no closure
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| Now I don’t feel the same
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| Think these drugs drive me insane
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| They know we them niggas
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| And that’s why they hate us
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| Only worry 'bout the money
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| So no you can’t phase us
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| I can’t never fall in love 'cause love is full of danger
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| You were my other half and now you are a stranger
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| Now I’m hard to reach, hard to find
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| In my line, all the time, every night
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| We living in a trippy life, I’m sad inside
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| So I really don’t care to fight, enjoy the high
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| And now you want back in
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| But I can’t let you in
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| Now you get to watch where I go
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| Got you going psycho
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| And no we can’t be friends
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| And we can’t make amends
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| Now it’s time for you to let go
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| I’m just someone that you used to know
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| I know, got a feeling that I might blow
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| Even though this industry is cutthroat
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| Now I don’t feel the same (Oh no)
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| Think these drugs drive me insane (Oh no)
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| Cutthroat, swear these bitches they be cutthroat
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| I’m so low (So low)
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| Cruising through the city with my eyes closed
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| 'Cause I’m losing my brain
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| Gotta keep on moving straight
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| Over, when you say it’s over, I’m not sober
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| Loner, she left me so lonely with no closure
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| Now I don’t feel the same
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| Think these drugs drive me insane |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song cutthroat , by - iann dior. Song from the album nothings ever good enough, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп