Lie
I can't lie
since a youngin
I been in the streets
I can't lie
Sometimes I feel like
death call in me
Yea I know what I gotta do
I gotta stack this green
Imma step on niggas necks
And show no sympathy
Close friends change yea they turn to enemies
Yea I call them frenemies
All these niggas dead to me
Close friends change yea they turn to enemies
So I call them call them frenemies
All these niggas dead to me.
Had my back against the wall
But I still stack my money tall
Niggas wanna see me
since a youngin
I been in the streets
I can't lie
Sometimes I feel like
death call in me
Yea I know what I gotta do
I gotta stack this green
Imma step on niggas necks
And show no sympathy
Close friends change yea they turn to enemies
Yea I call them frenemies
All these niggas dead to me
Close friends change yea they turn to enemies
So I call them call them frenemies
All these niggas dead to me.
Had my back against the wall
But I still stack my money tall
Niggas wanna see me
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Writer(s): Ryan Nicholson
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