Fake Friends
(You will never know, yeah, oh you will never know)
Cause
Baby yea you got some fake friends (yuh!)
And I know you fucking hate them (Yeaah!)
But sometimes you have to make ends (huh?)
Baby it's your turn to play them (Ughh)
Cause, everybody got some fake friends (Duhh!)
Now and then we fucking hate them (yuhh!)
But sometimes we have to make ends
All we did was fucking chase them
Yea
You all say that I'm nothing
You all say that I'm fronting
I always say that I'm stunting
Yeah, I'll always say that I'm something!
So don't fuck with I'm bumping
Hands up and they jumping
Money chase and I'm hunting
Yeah I get the guap and I'm trumping!
And I fuck around with them bitches!
Heart covered in stitches!
Leaving me in them ditches
But I end up with them riches!
So it's gang gang from day one
Got the crew and they A1
Never fuck with them lame ones
They always up in your way, yuh yuh
I was gone in the sauce
Tryna be the one but had to pay the cost
Yea, aye you were wrong, you got crossed
Now you don't belong
And you feeling like you lost yeah
Baby sometimes it gets hard
Feeling so alone and in the dark
Looking for a spark
You just need tell me who you are
(Oh you will never know)
Baby I can make your ass a star
Cause
Baby yea you got some fake friends (yuh!)
And I know you fucking hate them (Yeaah!)
But sometimes you have to make ends (huh?)
Baby it's your turn to play them (Ughh)
Cause, everybody got some fake friends (Duhh!)
Now and then we fucking hate them (yuhh!)
But sometimes we have to make ends
All we did was fucking chase them, yeah!
Cause
Baby yea you got some fake friends (yuh!)
And I know you fucking hate them (Yeaah!)
But sometimes you have to make ends (huh?)
Baby it's your turn to play them (Ughh)
Cause, everybody got some fake friends (Duhh!)
Now and then we fucking hate them (yuhh!)
But sometimes we have to make ends
All we did was fucking chase them
Yea
You all say that I'm nothing
You all say that I'm fronting
I always say that I'm stunting
Yeah, I'll always say that I'm something!
So don't fuck with I'm bumping
Hands up and they jumping
Money chase and I'm hunting
Yeah I get the guap and I'm trumping!
And I fuck around with them bitches!
Heart covered in stitches!
Leaving me in them ditches
But I end up with them riches!
So it's gang gang from day one
Got the crew and they A1
Never fuck with them lame ones
They always up in your way, yuh yuh
I was gone in the sauce
Tryna be the one but had to pay the cost
Yea, aye you were wrong, you got crossed
Now you don't belong
And you feeling like you lost yeah
Baby sometimes it gets hard
Feeling so alone and in the dark
Looking for a spark
You just need tell me who you are
(Oh you will never know)
Baby I can make your ass a star
Cause
Baby yea you got some fake friends (yuh!)
And I know you fucking hate them (Yeaah!)
But sometimes you have to make ends (huh?)
Baby it's your turn to play them (Ughh)
Cause, everybody got some fake friends (Duhh!)
Now and then we fucking hate them (yuhh!)
But sometimes we have to make ends
All we did was fucking chase them, yeah!
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Writer(s): Edward Hagopian
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