Fake Friends

Party with my little crew, no more fake friends
Now I'm dissing you, like where the dates been?
Like where the dates been? Like where the dates been?
Like where the dates been? Like holy shit man
Party with the real homies, no more pretend
No more bitching phonies, like where the dates been?
Like where the dates been? Like where the dates been?
Like where the dates been? We run this shit man

I don't even party with these fake homies
Like don't even get me started on these fake homies
Like no show, no way, no go, yo fake ass
Don't stand a chance to play, homie
You show up to my house just to get hyped
But where the fuck were you when I was in line?
Like everybody comes around just when shit's right
But no one sticks round long enough to see the real life
'Course cause

All of you fake, only a few of you relate (relate)
All of you fake, only a few of you relate (relate)
All of you fake, only a few of you feel hate (feel hate)
Only a few of you feel all the views at you
Showing some real taste (real taste)

Coulda been the littest motherfucker in the universe
Coulda been a living legend, shoulda been a truer verse
Hitting all my rhythm with a passion like a turning fork
Coulda had a minute, but I spent it on your ruined course
You're a full course meal, if the meal was fast food
And the food ain't real, cause your stupid ass
Slipping and dipping, into the unreal, it's unreal
The fact that you're still real, cause you're fake

Party with my little crew, no more fake friends
Now I'm dissing you, like where the dates been?
Like where the dates been? Like where the dates been?
Like where the dates been? Like holy shit man
Party with the real homies, no more pretend
No more bitching phonies, like where the dates been?
Like where the dates been? Like where the dates been?
Like where the dates been? We run this shit man