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Cut Ties (feat. sevsober) Video (MV)




Performed By: Frizz
Language: English
Length: 2:24
Written by: Liam Frace




Frizz - Cut Ties (feat. sevsober) Lyrics




Yeah

The past and the present is cool
But I see a future with you
Your mom don't like me, dad don't like me
F*ck it, bitch, I'm on the move
I don't got time for the sweet shit

My shooter don't come with no rules
He doing that shit for the
Let's keep it cordial, it's cool
I don't feel like gripping a tool

But if I get invited, I'm bringing my brother
You know that we coming in two
F*ck a vision, that's my point of view
You can do it however you do

You make it a problem, you making the
Tell me the roles reversed
Would you be the one that was buying a purse
Especially buying a Birk

I'm sick of you saying your worth
I'm sick of you saying it worked
All the energy that I exert
To keep you from dragging my name in the dirt

Yeah
Even when stepping in Asics
You know that it's F-R-I-Z-Z
S-E-V on the pavement

So take it however you take it
If I make it, I know you gon' hate it
If he make it, I know you gon' hate it
We the best out here, no debate

Yeah
I know I've been away for a minute
You know I'm trying to find my own way
Go down a different road

You know I'm figuring things out
But I'm good now, I'm back better than ever
Yeah
Away from my dog too long

I got brothers that worry about lil Sev
Don't even trip, I'ma make it back home
On the road, tryna figure it out for my mama
I'll figure it out for my own

Swear to God, I'ma make it to top floor
Swear to God, you gon' see me in Rolls
F*cking bitches, I don't even know
It been different just being alone

I got all of my brothers, I'm ten toes
It don't matter wherever I go
All this money keep saggin' my pockets
These bitches keep watching, they love how it flow

Know you hate me, it's just how it go
That's like saying you don't want a winter
Then you get excited whenever it's snow
Come on

Yeah
I'ma see you again
Bitch, f*ck all that lovin' and huggin
I don't want no issue, we f*ckin' as friends

Fashion week, I'm in France
Model bitch tryna dance
Asked if I wanna cut ties
I'ma cut ties with her pants

She gon' cut ties with her man
You know lil sev on a man
Ain't giving no pity
I'm here for the winning

You know that I'm what
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Yeah

The past and the present is cool
But I see a future with you
Your mom don't like me, dad don't like me
F*ck it, bitch, I'm on the move
I don't got time for the sweet shit

My shooter don't come with no rules
He doing that shit for the
Let's keep it cordial, it's cool
I don't feel like gripping a tool

But if I get invited, I'm bringing my brother
You know that we coming in two
F*ck a vision, that's my point of view
You can do it however you do

You make it a problem, you making the
Tell me the roles reversed
Would you be the one that was buying a purse
Especially buying a Birk

I'm sick of you saying your worth
I'm sick of you saying it worked
All the energy that I exert
To keep you from dragging my name in the dirt

Yeah
Even when stepping in Asics
You know that it's F-R-I-Z-Z
S-E-V on the pavement

So take it however you take it
If I make it, I know you gon' hate it
If he make it, I know you gon' hate it
We the best out here, no debate

Yeah
I know I've been away for a minute
You know I'm trying to find my own way
Go down a different road

You know I'm figuring things out
But I'm good now, I'm back better than ever
Yeah
Away from my dog too long

I got brothers that worry about lil Sev
Don't even trip, I'ma make it back home
On the road, tryna figure it out for my mama
I'll figure it out for my own

Swear to God, I'ma make it to top floor
Swear to God, you gon' see me in Rolls
F*cking bitches, I don't even know
It been different just being alone

I got all of my brothers, I'm ten toes
It don't matter wherever I go
All this money keep saggin' my pockets
These bitches keep watching, they love how it flow

Know you hate me, it's just how it go
That's like saying you don't want a winter
Then you get excited whenever it's snow
Come on

Yeah
I'ma see you again
Bitch, f*ck all that lovin' and huggin
I don't want no issue, we f*ckin' as friends

Fashion week, I'm in France
Model bitch tryna dance
Asked if I wanna cut ties
I'ma cut ties with her pants

She gon' cut ties with her man
You know lil sev on a man
Ain't giving no pity
I'm here for the winning

You know that I'm what
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Writer: Liam Frace
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