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
