"Cut The Line" Poster 2 — 140 bpm (dokter.eka.88 remix)

(Yeah… uh, uh…) Cut the line… cut the line… I was stuck, in a comfort zone too tight, Livin’ lowkey, shadows hidin’ from the light. People talk trash, toxic words in my ear, Said I’d never make it, but I shift the gear. From the bottom, had to grind, had to fight, Turn pain into hustle, now I shine so bright. They said I’m lazy, but watch me climb, Stackin’ money, cut the line, prime time. Cut the line, I won’t stay behind, Toxic voices fade, now the world is mine. Workin’ hard, yeah, I change my fate, Now I’m risin’ up, no time to wait. (Cut the line… line… yeah… ohhh…) Took the hate, turned it all into gold, Now my story’s worth more than what they told. Luxury life, but I earned my place, No shortcuts, just sweat on my face. Haters still talk, but I pay no mind, I’m too busy climbin’, leavin’ ‘em behind. From broke to boss, every day I grind, Zone of comfort? Nah—had to cut the line. Cut the line, I won’t stay behind, Toxic voices fade, now the world is mine. Workin’ hard, yeah, I change my fate, Now I’m risin’ up, no time to wait. (Had to break free… had to cut loose…) Comfort is a prison, now I got the juice. From the pain, came the fire, From the hate, built desire. (Cut the line, line, line… yeahhh!) Cut the line… yeah… Now the world is mine…