Twisted Faces

Bout to put the crypt keeper in this bitch

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Look, look

We talking bout, we talking bout
We talking bout
What they call'em
Fake friends, fake friends
Fake friends, fake friends
Fake friends, fake friends
Fake friends, fake friends

I've been lost in the trap
Caught up in a struggle
Scheming on a game plan
My thoughts in a huddle
Running from these true lies wondering where the truth lies
Contemplating true crimes to attract some attention
Craving for your vision still you don't see - Closed eyes
So I'm on a new mission vocalized emotions
Down I was coasting but now I'm on the rise
How you really feel seeing my plane in the sky
Waving bye bye with you not by my side
Went from down to ride to dirt all by my lonely
Went from sharing a nest to perks all by my lonely
No I'm not talking sets except the weights I rep that built up my back bone so I can stand alone
That's the truth when you get grown and the booth I call my throne
Stay up in the zone
Beat the odds with a donkey bone
Dalila call me Samson
Bring down homes like I'm Donkey Kong
Drink in system, drink in my cup Drink in the bottle and we still pouring up
Oops, I mean I'm pouring up
Geeked all by myself
With all these fake friends I don't need nobody else, nope

So many fake friends
So many play pretend
So many scheming behind ya back out to take your wins
Plotting on ya downfall smiling in ya face
Trying to beat you to the finish line but it's not a race
Just a twisted face out to twist your fate
Just a twisted face out to twist your fate
Just a twisted face out to twist your fate

Fake friends

Dope and restless out here man ain't no protection
Get yo funds and get the stepping Bullets come from all directions
In yo face they friending you but sidelining another truth
That's what you call a frienemy
Be careful of that energy
Traction I've been gaining so these vultures out here circling
See me as a dinner plate but can't eat off my table man
I try to keep it humble but I can't phuck wit the fake though
Huff and puff until they crumble
Double up that's how I bubble
Muscle music that's my pedigree that's why these dogs be hounding me
But try me for my Scooby snacks and it's gone be a tragedy
In life so many frienemies be leeching off ya essence
Desperate to take your place
Lying in your presence

So many fake friends
So many play pretend
So many scheming behind ya back out to take your wins
Plotting on ya downfall smiling in ya face
Trying to beat you to the finish line but it's not a race
Just a twisted face out to twist your fate
Just a twisted face out to twist your fate
Just a twisted face out to twist your fate
Fake friends

Use to be my dog, use to be my homie
Use to be my right hand but now it's all bologna
Funny how a wrath comes from choosing different paths
Funny how I'm getting money and you ain't at my back
Funny how we had the same goals but truth be told
I was the only one out here grinding on the road
Funny how we had the same goals but truth be told
I was the only one out here grinding on the road

So many fake friends
So many play pretend
So many scheming behind ya back out to take your wins
Plotting on ya downfall smiling in ya face
Trying to beat you to the finish line but it's not a race
Just a twisted face out to twist your fate
Just a twisted face out to twist your fate
Just a twisted face out to twist your fate
Fake friends



Credits
Writer(s): Tyrone Mosby
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