Cut From a Different Cloth (feat. Sirdy, E Mozzy, 4rAx & Frost) - Philthy Rich & Pooh Hefner

Yeah yeah yeah Cut ties for me yeah yeah yeah Leave it behind for me yeah yeah yeah Cut ties for me yeah yeah yeah Leave it behind for me yeah yeah yeah Cut ties for me yeah yeah yeah Leave it behind for me yeah yeah yeah Cut ties for me yeah yeah yeah Check the call log, I hit you least a hundred times I've been on your line, tryna cuff you for the summertime You ain't double back, 'cause they goofy it ain't no wonder why Fly high baby, from caterpillar to butterfly Text message lengthy I'm simply finna just summarise He been cutting into my candy it's time to cut his ties First you tell me pull up, now you tellin' me never mind Blood put his hands on you, I was there for you anytime Lookin' at the photo you sent me, it got me mesmerized like Damn I'm in luck, quit playin' with a thug, yeah I broke your heart and then you ran to that scrub Made adjustments in your life, went from a boss to a dud And the mainey part is we ain't talked all these months It's getting harder for me to front ma, I know you're the one That's on bloods baby Yeah I'm a thug but don't forget that we need love baby Saw what it does baby Oh girl you better cut ties Ay babe you better cut ties Ay girl you better cut every line that you had in your lifetime Only here till the sunrise Would you cut ties for me? (Cut ties for me now?) Would you leave it all behind for me? (Leave it all behind for me now?) Would you cut ties for me? (Cut ties for me now?) Would you leave it all behind for me? (Leave it all behind for me?) Ay, ay, check your call log, I hit you least a huindred times Seen you on Snap, same pose about a hundred times I put my face in it, I ain't stop till the morning time The next day you couldn't walk, you came a hundred times And I know you got a nigga, I know I play my position, when you need me let me know That nigga start trippin' tell him he could come up missin' So many Smiths at the table, Jada Pinkett talk show You got that good, left my sheets white like the Ku Klux I think I think about you now more than too much They say you are what you eat I'm about to look like you in a few months Ay, bust down your nigga bust down your wrist Shotgun in the S-Class, your nigga can't do it like this, ay Ballin' with no assist, ay, fuck around make 'em sick Cut ties with your history, make these niggas pissed Oh girl you better cut ties Ay babe you better cut ties Ay girl you better cut every line that you had in your lifetime Only here till the sunrise Would you cut ties for me? (Cut ties for me now?) Would you leave it all behind for me? (Leave it all behind for me now?) Would you cut ties for me? (Cut ties for me now?) Would you leave it all behind for me? (Leave it all behind for me?) Yeah yeah yeah Cut ties for me yeah yeah yeah Leave it behind for me yeah yeah yeah Cut ties for me yeah yeah yeah Leave it behind for me yeah yeah yeah Cut ties for me yeah yeah yeah Leave it behind for me yeah yeah yeah Cut ties for me yeah yeah yeah yeah Would you cut ties for me? (Cut ties for me?) Would you leave it all behind for me? (Leave it all behind for me?) Would you cut ties for me? (Cut ties for me?) Would you leave it all behind for me? (Leave it all behind for me?)