[Intro] Yeah Look (uh) [Verse 1] Got a ring on my hand, got a blade in the drawer One promise on my finger, one promise on the floor You say “baby, I’m better,” but I replay the doors Slamming on that county block, you swore that was before Every “sorry” soundin’ cheap as a cigarette pack Every story got a hole, gotta read between facts You were writin’ me those letters, I was bleedin’ in black Little scratches on my skin where the truth fights back [Chorus] Cutting through the lies, yeah, I feel that rush Red on the wrist when the words ain’t enough Married to the pain, put a veil on the trust If love don’t kill me, then the blade just might, just might (hey!) Marriage on paper, madness inside Smile for the fam, then I break in the night You locked up once, now I’m locked in my mind If the ring ain’t real, then the cut don’t lie, don’t lie [Verse 2] You got out, said you changed, “that cell woke me up” But I see the same shade at the rim of your cup You be talkin’ ‘bout a future, I’m stuck in the past That mugshot in my head like it’s taped to the glass We got wedding day photos, we ain’t got no peace Got a fresh white dress, got a heart on lease I keep carving up the secrets that you won’t release Tiny lines on my body where I’m tryin’ to breathe [Chorus] Cutting through the lies, yeah, I feel that rush Red on the wrist when the words ain’t enough Married to the pain, put a veil on the trust If love don’t kill me, then the blade just might, just might (yeah) Marriage on paper, madness inside Smile for the fam, then I break in the night You locked up once, now I’m locked in my mind If the ring ain’t real, then the cut don’t lie, don’t lie [Bridge] Do you even see me? Or just the one who stayed? You got chains on your record I got marks from the same You did time in that cell I do time in this bed (this bed) If we built this on lies Tell me what’s left unsaid [Chorus] Cutting through the lies, yeah, I feel that rush Red on the wrist when the words ain’t enough Married to the pain, put a veil on the trust If love don’t kill me, then the blade just might, just might Marriage on paper, madness inside Smile for the fam, then I break in the night You locked up once, now I’m locked in my mind If the ring ain’t real, then the cut don’t lie, don’t lie (don’t lie)

rap, Dark trap-leaning hip-hop, male vocals; moody minor-key piano loop over heavy, saturated drums and sub-bass. Verses stay close and confessional, almost whispered, with ad-libs tucked wide. Hook lifts into a chant-style chorus with doubled vocals and distant, reverb-soaked harmonies. Occasional distorted vocal chops between sections to mirror spiraling thoughts, final chorus drops drums to spotlight raw emotion., hip hop

Cutting Through the Lies