Bitch I'm goin’ to the top I got this shit on lock
Whole game full of cucks I know they like to watch
If I talk it then I walk it trigger finger flock
Deadweight cut off they an afterthought

I don't wanna see yo face again you dead to me
I dun heard of what you said you ain't no friend of me
Always wanna play the victim but you played a part
Try to cover up the truth but you know where it starts

Now what the fuck you ever done you think that make you tough
Fuckin’ candyass I pull yo card and call yo bluff
I ain't never been impressed by all the shit you've done
Always tryna save face but you the fuckin' scum

Cut off, cut off all the deadweight
Mothafucka you can get it boy you bitch made
Cut off, cut off all the deadweight
Mothafucka you can get it boy you bitch made

Call me whatchu want to but at least I tell the truth
This is the final time I say it if I write it I conclude
No more manipulating games you are a man no more excuse
You are all the things you claim you ain't I'm tired of all your lies

Deadweight cut, goodbye
Harmony has died
Had to search inside
Open up my eyes
Pushing you away
Begging me to stay
Wrong one to betray
Fuck what you portray

Deadweight cut, goodbye
Harmony has died
Had to search inside
Open up my eyes

Pushing you away
Begging me to stay
Wrong one to betray
Fuck what you portray