[Intro]
Cut, cut, cut, what they talking about?

[Chorus]
Cut cut cut from a cloth that don't even come out
You can't order it, you just gotta be part of it (different breed n***a)
Cut from a cloth that don't even come out
Where we take it to the grave we don't talk
Lot of people living they won't understand the baggage
Probably because we cut from different fucking fabric

[Verse 1]
He did what? He post the lady he think nasty
And we don't leak these hoes n***s, we jack off to they shit
Too much of liquor too many pistols that's off in this bitch
In the back room bucking and jumping but never talk in this bitch
Never walking around like "Who want to go to war 'round this bitch?"
Because war it slow your money up I'm trying to get your money up
Take care of them kids in the hood motivate all the real
Always do for the old folks, this the man right here
I got the streets and I ain't sharing till the let B.G. go
I been a different type of lil one since my day with C-Loc

[Chorus]
Bitch I'm cut from a cloth that don't even come out
You can't order it, you just got to be part of it (Different breed n***a)
Cut from a cloth that don't even come out
Where we take it to the grave we don't talk (Different breed n***a)
[Verse 2]
My son ain't scared of nothing when he was born I was gone
In Baton Rouge all alone named him Michael Corleone (Boss)
I raised him head up right is right wrong is wrong
Look a man in his eye and bitch stop dancing to that song (Boy)
I raised his brother around me back then it was on
Now Ray-Ray watch his friends cause he know what went down
His older brother Tootie he been hanging since the block
Four deep, back seat on top his uncle in the drop
"We don't fuck with police son they ain't your friend"
That's what my daddy told me, "Son, they ain't your friend"
This the way I raise my children, you ain't going to be no pussy
And you ain't going to be no hoes
And y'all might have me up the road
Falling for women why half these n***as up the road
Just keep it 100 in, know plenty who ain't 100
On Instagram stunting but ain't about spending on nothing
My son 14 I ain't got to go get him shit
He be like, "Pops, ol' girl sucked my dick" (Oh you fucking now n***a)

[Chorus]
Cut from a cloth that don't even come out
You can't order it, you just got to be part of it (Different breed n***a)
Cut from a cloth that don't even come out
Where we take it to the grave we don't talk (Different breed n***a)
[Verse 3]
N***a swung on me and Mugzi and tried to hit us
Dog you got that see you seen they caught us slipping
We ain't go down town pointing at a n***a talking about who did it
We ASAP'd our business like some n***as out that city
This that seven ward meal n***a we going to get that meal n***a
Uptown wild, Telly Hankton, shake that L
I'm going to get diamond J because I know he'll do an L with you
My n***a D

[Outro]
Cut from a cloth (This shit don't even come out n***a)
Cut from a cloth (This shit don't even come out no more)
Cut from a cloth (This shit don't even come out no more)
Cut from a cloth (This shit don't even come out n***a)