Lyrics Cut Ties (feat. Marc E. Bassy & Sage the Gemini) - Mozzy , Marc E. Bassy , Sage the Gemini

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?)