Fake Friends
Yeah I gotta go baby
Put my name on the map
I'm chasing opportunity
You chasing a stack
To keep it honest
Yeah I love you
But you holding me back
I'm raw to the end
But I'm covered in facts
So who that
See the airways flooded
I'm just cutting the fat
The game clogged up
Like the heart of attacks
Remember I'm the one
Always having your back
It's ok to fall face first flat on the mat
But in the streets
Better come with the heat
Yeah I got it on my pillow
In the bed where I sleep
That's the only other bitch in my sheets
She only know one song
And that shit on repeat
I ain't talk to you all weekend
You be on some next shit
You be really tweaking
Wish I had a dime every text you deleting
You was on my mind but
You was out here cheating
World on my shoulders it's a lot of weight
Had a lot of friends I met a lot of fakes
If you not my brother you don't get a plate
They gon switch sides when these bitches ain't
World on my shoulders it's a lot of weight
Had a lot of friends I met a lot of fakes
If you not my brother you don't get a plate
They gon switch sides when these bitches ain't
World on my shoulders it's a lot of weight
Had a lot of friends I met a lot of fakes
If you not my brother you don't get a plate
They gon switch sides when these bitches ain't
World on my shoulders it's a lot of weight
Had a lot of friends I met a lot of fakes
If you not my brother you don't get a plate
They gon switch sides when these bitches ain't
Imma let that hoe sail
She on wholesale
And you don't even got to take her
To the hotel
Funny how you mad now cuz I'm so swell
Funny how I used to care
Now it's oh well
Sky's sunny tho
I get money hoe
Maybe I don't been some places you don't wanna go
I think that I done seen some faces you don't wanna know
I had to cut off all the people who don't wanna grow
Shit, I remember having nowhere to live
I gotta thank my brother Reed
Just for taking me in
I remember in November
No heat in the crib
But it was better than the people
Who was stealing my shit
Imma go appraise your house
And put it all on my wrist
Just playing
Just showing you how petty I get
I'm playing chess, boy
You playing Russian Roulette
Oh nah
This ain't a game this protecting your neck
So when you hear my song playing
Hope you breaking a sweat
And when you see me on the tv
Hope you breaking your neck
I'd have a lot more friends
If they ego in check
Nowadays money worth way more than respect
World on my shoulders it's a lot of weight
Had a lot of friends I met a lot of fakes
If you not my brother you don't get a plate
They gon switch sides when these bitches ain't
World on my shoulders it's a lot of weight
Had a lot of friends I met a lot of fakes
If you not my brother you don't get a plate
They gon switch sides when these bitches ain't
They gon switch sides when these bitches ain't
Put my name on the map
I'm chasing opportunity
You chasing a stack
To keep it honest
Yeah I love you
But you holding me back
I'm raw to the end
But I'm covered in facts
So who that
See the airways flooded
I'm just cutting the fat
The game clogged up
Like the heart of attacks
Remember I'm the one
Always having your back
It's ok to fall face first flat on the mat
But in the streets
Better come with the heat
Yeah I got it on my pillow
In the bed where I sleep
That's the only other bitch in my sheets
She only know one song
And that shit on repeat
I ain't talk to you all weekend
You be on some next shit
You be really tweaking
Wish I had a dime every text you deleting
You was on my mind but
You was out here cheating
World on my shoulders it's a lot of weight
Had a lot of friends I met a lot of fakes
If you not my brother you don't get a plate
They gon switch sides when these bitches ain't
World on my shoulders it's a lot of weight
Had a lot of friends I met a lot of fakes
If you not my brother you don't get a plate
They gon switch sides when these bitches ain't
World on my shoulders it's a lot of weight
Had a lot of friends I met a lot of fakes
If you not my brother you don't get a plate
They gon switch sides when these bitches ain't
World on my shoulders it's a lot of weight
Had a lot of friends I met a lot of fakes
If you not my brother you don't get a plate
They gon switch sides when these bitches ain't
Imma let that hoe sail
She on wholesale
And you don't even got to take her
To the hotel
Funny how you mad now cuz I'm so swell
Funny how I used to care
Now it's oh well
Sky's sunny tho
I get money hoe
Maybe I don't been some places you don't wanna go
I think that I done seen some faces you don't wanna know
I had to cut off all the people who don't wanna grow
Shit, I remember having nowhere to live
I gotta thank my brother Reed
Just for taking me in
I remember in November
No heat in the crib
But it was better than the people
Who was stealing my shit
Imma go appraise your house
And put it all on my wrist
Just playing
Just showing you how petty I get
I'm playing chess, boy
You playing Russian Roulette
Oh nah
This ain't a game this protecting your neck
So when you hear my song playing
Hope you breaking a sweat
And when you see me on the tv
Hope you breaking your neck
I'd have a lot more friends
If they ego in check
Nowadays money worth way more than respect
World on my shoulders it's a lot of weight
Had a lot of friends I met a lot of fakes
If you not my brother you don't get a plate
They gon switch sides when these bitches ain't
World on my shoulders it's a lot of weight
Had a lot of friends I met a lot of fakes
If you not my brother you don't get a plate
They gon switch sides when these bitches ain't
They gon switch sides when these bitches ain't
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Writer(s): Jason Garcia
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