F R I E N D S .

We were better as friends
I can never, ever, ever do this shit again
Niggas really out here copying, following trends
Niggas really thought I folded but I never bend
And I'm never am gonna
And I won't even will
Yeah, I'm all 'bout the bills
Keep a Smith like I'm Will
Give you something to feel
And I called you the bro
And I stuck to the code
Nigga left and he told

Hating on me
I don't know why they hating on me
1 to 10, they be rating on me
Got the fuck, they was skating on me
At the bottom, they waiting on me
No money, no relating with me
All this pressure is weighing on me
I ain't gotta talk, I got the numbers
So there's no debating with me
Ksubis, that's all on my ass
I spent a half on some Rafs
But I had to sell 'em cause I got bigger
Man these niggas not in my weight class
That was a throwback to when I was going hard
I was acing my class
You know that I gotta pass
Cause nigga I just cannot fail
You know I'm wearing that Christian but oh no, no
You cannot call me Bale
My shit be off of the meter, this shit is a heater
It's off of the scale
Pull up like I'm Derek Jeter, I'm in a 2 seater
I follow the trail
You better follow the leader, I really don't need her
I just want the tail
Man I'm on my bully, I feel like boogie in hoodie like Snooki
I get it for sure
I feel like woody, I got some buzz from this light year
But it's still premature
I am the rookie, I'm balling like I am a vet
Niggas better come correct
I'm taking off, I'm skrting in a Vette
Nigga I'm flying like I'm in a jet

We were better as friends
I can never, ever, ever do this shit again
Niggas really out here copying, following trends
Niggas really thought I folded but I never bend
And I'm never am gonna
And I won't even will
Yeah, I'm all 'bout the bills
Keep a Smith like I'm Will
Give you something to feel
And I called you the bro
And I stuck to the code
Nigga left and he told



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Writer(s): Camaran Parker
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