Prompt / Lyrics
Cut friends, cut ties, cold heart, no slack Smile in your face, then they post for the net Cut friends, same pain, still stood intact They speak on our loss but they never been that Cut friends, loyalty cost, we pay that You rentin’ the struggle, we stay where we at OTF—yeah the code still flat You chase every moment, we built off facts Quando talk reckless, still stuck in explainin’ If it was solid, you wouldn’t be sayin’ Internet courage, location-less statements Pain for promotion, that shit is distasteful Lul Tim known off a frame, not a run One chapter printed don’t equal a sum OTF pressure make diamonds from mud You went viral once, then you needed a buzz YoungBoy loud, contradictions in layers Say you above it, still feedin’ the chaos We move in silence, you move for reactions Difference clear when you check the transactions We don’t name-drop, we don’t bait Our wins age well, yours stuck in a date History watchin’, decide who was real When the hype cool down, tell me what’s left Cut friends, cut ties, cold heart, no slack Smile in your face, then they post for the net Cut friends, same pain, still stood intact They speak on our loss but they never been that Cut friends, loyalty cost, we pay that You rentin’ the struggle, we stay where we at OTF—yeah the code still flat You chase every moment, we built off facts They monetize trauma, we carry it proper Grief ain’t a rollout, it weigh on the conscience OTF brothers, no influencer logic No captions explainin’, no clickbait comments Quando still spiralin’, stuck in the past We moved with respect, still foot on the gas You speak on the dead just to boost up a brand That stain don’t wash—yeah, remember that Lul Tim disappear when the convo get deep Moments don’t age well, legacies keep YoungBoy got talent, I’ll give him his due But discipline missing when ego run loose We don’t need smoke just to stay in rotation Catalog pressure, consistent notation You argue online, we tour generations That’s growth—different lanes, different destinations Ain’t about volume, it’s about who last Truth don’t rush, it outlive the cap Loyalty heavy, we built it from scratch That’s why we stand tall when the curtains collapse Free Lil Durk—yeah, stand on his name Solid through storms, never folded for fame Whole city feel it, the trenches pray They know his heart, they know his way Free Dee Dee too, yeah, that family pain OTF roots deep, that bond remain We don’t exploit it, we shoulder the weight Some scars private, they don’t translate They judge from outside, never lived that side Never felt pressure when the lights go blind Durk built hope where the odds was slim Turned pain to purpose, still fed his kin So miss me with narratives twisted for clicks We ain’t perfect, but we real as it get OTF stamped, still here, still strong When the smoke clear, we the ones still on Cut friends, cut ties, cold heart, no slack Smile in your face, then they post for the net Cut friends, same pain, still stood
Tags
Chicago drill, rap, hip hop
Duration
3:10
Instrumental
No
Created
4/14/2026