Way 2 Cruel

[«Way 2 Cruel» lyrics]

[Intro: Sizer]
Wow, wow

[Verse 1: Sizer]
Smiling, how I stepped in the cut
(Sheesh) On my days, see the size of her
Popped in now and they all wanna talk
How I’ll blow like a spot
Big S too hot

Real talk how I smell like a million bucks
Divide that by nothing and that’ll give you how many fucks
Or how many guns been shot
Or how many of their songs been hot

[Chorus: Sizer]
Tell a boy, just cool
If you’re a G, bring a tool
If not, have a seat, grab a stool

Imma sleep on em way too cool
If not, I’d have to beat on em way too cruel

Tell a boy, just cool
If you’re a G, bring a tool
If not, have a seat, grab a stool

Imma sleep on em way too cool
If not, I’d have to beat on em way too cruel

[Verse 2: Ato Woody]
Bare chat on the net, but you ain’t on piss
Got your gyallie doing crazy moves up on my dick
I guess she already forgot your name and facе, cause
Rollie looking freezing cold up on my wrist, yo

My demons visit mе every night, we kinda friends now
I heard Ato only does drill, ayo, who said that?
You tryna give me excuses again, yeah, I get that
So if I come into the room, show some respect, man

I grind, man, workin’ twenty four seven, getting’ them checks, fam
I rep, man, no questions, no chat with the wastemans
I waste, man, tired of giving lessons, I’m fed up
You chinged your cos for a grand, bro, that’s messed up

Can only love people who’s real, I rate that
Don’t ever throw dirt on my bros, I hate that
No way back, I’m in love with the music and now I make that
My bars like nine-eleven, that’s a plane crash

[Verse 3: Sizer]
Me, I make my own cash way too easy
Me and them: we don’t clash, I ain’t where your G’s be
I’m not shy and I’m not in hiding (Sheesh)
But trust me, it’s on purpose that I ain’t where you’ll see me

Real talk, real talk, man, I’m much realer
Had them boys dancing, TikTok Triller
Like I care about your designer shoes
I’m stepping on Louis, if he’s tryna get rude

[Chorus: Sizer]
So, tell a boy, just cool
If you’re a G, bring a tool
If not, have a seat, grab a stool

Imma sleep on em way too cool
If not, I’d have to beat on em way too cruel

Tell a boy, just cool
If you’re a G, bring a tool
If not, have a seat, grab a stool

Imma sleep on em way too cool
If not, I’d have to beat on em way too cruel

[Verse 4: Ato Woody]
Approach with caution
You don’t wanna take this fight
Soon as the feds are off me
Promise, Imma take that flight

You lot were tryna top me
But I left you all behind
You wanted the piece of the cake
But now it’s all mine

Fuck posh brands, I wear my Nike Tech in every weather
Wanna clash me, but you can’t keep your shit together
Whatever, *kmt* I’m tryna blow, fam
Get outta my way, can’t tell me shit, cuz I’m a grown man

Two birds with one stone, that’s bullseye
I see things you can’t see, that’s third eye
Hate poser gyal that act for the gram all time
Sexy on IG, but in real life she’s all shy

It’s hard to get me emotional, my heart is stone cold
Questions never leave me alone, where will I grow old
Where will I die, what I achieve, what I’m about (What?)
What things they say about me

[Chorus: Sizer]
Tell a boy, just cool
If you’re a G, bring a tool
If not, have a seat, grab a stool

Imma sleep on em way too cool
If not, I’d have to beat on em way too cruel

Tell a boy, just cool
If you’re a G, bring a tool (Yeah)
If not, have a seat, grab a stool

Imma sleep on em way too cool
If not, I’d have to beat on em way too cruel