ties Lyrics
[Intro: A-Reece]
Ayy, ayy, yeah
Ayy, yeah
Ayy, ayy, right
Yeah
[Verse 1: A-Reece]
Yeah, I got my back on the wall but I’ll never surrender
Thought I was done, you niggas be sayin’ that shit to your friends I remember
Pretendin’ you fuck with me just for the clout but I know you got a vendetta
I know that shit is a setup
You should be embarrassed, you gotta do better
Thought you were bringin’ me down when you counted me out but I only got bigger
Eventually I had to move out the house, I wasn’t stayin’ for dinner
I was hope for the family makin’ it out, we did it, I’m really a pillar
I’m him, I’m really that nigga
I ain’t perfect, I’m really a sinner (Yeah)
How could I let up? I’m never the quitter (Never, yeah)
20k for the appearance, I’m really a flipper (Yeah)
Step on your fave on a record, I’m really a killer (Really a killer)
Lot of you people been droolin’ on me but I’m really a spitter (Let’s go)
[Chorus: A-Reece]
Still here with my day ones
Cut ties with my day twos
Third day still lay you up
This world ain’t nothin’ new
Made bread, y’all got crumbs
These birds gon’ play you
Got twins, they don’t relate
Call ’em blood, no Piru
That’s right (That’s right)
[Post-Chorus: A-Reece, KID KAYDENCE]
This shit ain’t happen overnight (Nah)
This shit ain’t happen overnight
This shit ain’t happen overnight (Yeah, yeah)
This shit ain’t happen overnight
[Verse 2: KID KAYDENCE]
My heart ice cold, need a Jesus piece, Lord forgave me
This price city had me sellin’ doubts like it’s 9 to 5, bag of 50s
Been trashed out and laughed at, now they say he dope like Whitney
I stay quiet, niggas chatter mouth
Bitches need the half, it’s too cheesy
Hittin’ the P.O. box, mail it then we drop
Gotta open shop, make black Ts
And it made that guap
Make you talk a lot, I stay on watch and make Benjis
Rillo on the chop, Michael on a park
Got my twin flame, we make ends meet
Clean etiquette, modern elegance, with my pen to cut pain trees
Phone DND, flight mode, me and you know that we can’t speak
Cut ties, got baptized
I burn bridges and make peace
How can I call you my friend? (Uh)
You wasn’t there when I wept (Uh)
You made it ’bout money instead
An envious partner in head (Yeah)
[Refrain: KID KAYDENCE]
Yeah, let me know, let me know
How can I call you my friend?
You did me wrong, you did me wrong, you did me wrong
Let it go, let it go
(I let it go, let it go, yeah)
[Outro: Julius Caeser]
(Et tu, Brute?)