NIFF - Cut Ties (feat. Yung Billyon)

Hoop Dreams as a Youngeon, following a Dream
Started on the bench to the starter on the team
First to be at practice, Last one to leave
Had a lot of passion, wore my heart up on my sleeve
Shout my brother John you the reason that I'm built
You said I'd be the best, (It's crazy) what a feel
I guess I tried another brother that was you
I ain't even have a Clue
Love turn to pain when these niggaz turn they back
In the city moving packs thinking that they had my back
I turned into leader cuz the soul that they trust
I used to love the money but it never turned to lust
And the more time passed, I started fakes
Niggaz Didn't wanna work so they started taking breaks
Niggaz go to jail come back same night
The Game is very dirty gotta tell you what it's like
Snakes in the grass
Gotta cut ties
Too many ppl
Gotta cut ties
I don't feel no deceit
If I gotta do it by myself imma eat yeah
Snakes in the grass
Gotta cut ties
Too many ppl
Gotta cut ties
10 ten toes down in the street
Staying Solid to my people cuz you know it's Me
Yeah
Snakes in the grass gotta cut it Time is money can't be wasting Time that ain't in my Budget Swear he had my back and then I found out he was fronting
Damn they really tryna press my buttons
If you know then you know that's just how it goes
If you fake then you a snake and trust me it a show
Had a man I called a brother send me up the road
The route he chose you know me I stuck to the code
If you real then your real and trust it's evident
Watch what you say they might use it as evidence
The game is twisted I'm not tryna be a pessimist
I held it down ten toes no embellishment
Not good at math but I know how to subtract a fraud
The secret type mad at you how you attract them broads
That ain't me I stay low key abs stand on virtue
Watch for them snakes in yo circle Kus they a hurt you

Written by:
Bill Taylor, Dereck Bell

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