No Friends
I do not mess with nobody, yeah
I don't have friends I got homies, yeah
Whippin up while I be sipping, woah
Drinking but I am not tripping, ey
I don't have friends, I just got homies
Sipping but I am not tripping, woah
Drinkin I feel my self slipping, yeah
My girl yeah she call me, she tell me she love me
But I cannot say it back
Drowning in liquor, I'm downing that honey
But she don't know the real fact
Cannot be real, I find it so funny
I was that kid who was always so sunny
Counting up blue, now it's all about money
Wearing designer, I'm coppin Armani
Rollin round in my beamer with the dreams of that roley
Is this all I'm boutta do, feel I'm moving so slowly
Spark one up with my g's cause I think that I am balling
Slowly drift into abyss, soon find out that she ain't calling
Nah, she do not call me no more
It's my fault, I called her a whore
My mama, she would not be pleased
But mama I changed it's not me
You know I'm not feeling at ease
This life man it's taking from me
And I just need someone to see
I do not mess with nobody, yeah
I don't have friends I got homies, yeah
Whippin up while I be sipping, woah
Drinking but I am not tripping, ey
I don't have friends, I just got homies
Sipping but I am not tripping, woah
Drinkin I feel my self slipping, yeah
I just wanna cut out all my evil
Tryna light a fire on all my ego
I'll cut out that liquor, I'll cut out that Gucci
Leave out the joints, if you think you can know me
Hurt you I know but I hope you forgive me
Praying to god, I don't want all that Fendi
I feel your energy distant
I know I been acting so twisted
Two sides but I'm rocking with this one
My ego is never gon' win this
my mama, she told me I'm blissful
I love her, I love you, it's simple
Good heart but I know I was sinful
I love her, I love you, it's simple
I do not mess with nobody, yeah
I don't have friends I got homies, yeah
Whippin up while I be sipping, woah
Drinking but I am not tripping, ey
I don't have friends, I just got homies
Sipping but I am not tripping, woah
Drinkin I feel my self slipping, yeah
I don't have friends I got homies, yeah
Whippin up while I be sipping, woah
Drinking but I am not tripping, ey
I don't have friends, I just got homies
Sipping but I am not tripping, woah
Drinkin I feel my self slipping, yeah
My girl yeah she call me, she tell me she love me
But I cannot say it back
Drowning in liquor, I'm downing that honey
But she don't know the real fact
Cannot be real, I find it so funny
I was that kid who was always so sunny
Counting up blue, now it's all about money
Wearing designer, I'm coppin Armani
Rollin round in my beamer with the dreams of that roley
Is this all I'm boutta do, feel I'm moving so slowly
Spark one up with my g's cause I think that I am balling
Slowly drift into abyss, soon find out that she ain't calling
Nah, she do not call me no more
It's my fault, I called her a whore
My mama, she would not be pleased
But mama I changed it's not me
You know I'm not feeling at ease
This life man it's taking from me
And I just need someone to see
I do not mess with nobody, yeah
I don't have friends I got homies, yeah
Whippin up while I be sipping, woah
Drinking but I am not tripping, ey
I don't have friends, I just got homies
Sipping but I am not tripping, woah
Drinkin I feel my self slipping, yeah
I just wanna cut out all my evil
Tryna light a fire on all my ego
I'll cut out that liquor, I'll cut out that Gucci
Leave out the joints, if you think you can know me
Hurt you I know but I hope you forgive me
Praying to god, I don't want all that Fendi
I feel your energy distant
I know I been acting so twisted
Two sides but I'm rocking with this one
My ego is never gon' win this
my mama, she told me I'm blissful
I love her, I love you, it's simple
Good heart but I know I was sinful
I love her, I love you, it's simple
I do not mess with nobody, yeah
I don't have friends I got homies, yeah
Whippin up while I be sipping, woah
Drinking but I am not tripping, ey
I don't have friends, I just got homies
Sipping but I am not tripping, woah
Drinkin I feel my self slipping, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Shiv Sharan
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