Dead Friends
Woke up to a check just cashed it
We don't it for the clout For the backend
She bad bitch put her on the black list
Fake love getting better with subtraction
A lot of dead friends put my money in casket
Woke up to a check just cashed it
We don't it for the clout For the backend
Fake love getting better with subtraction
A lot of dead friends put my money in casket
They wanna see the kid fold I ain't stressed
Let the ties fade like I'm Kobe with the left
If imma die a legend gotta do it for the set
You ain't know you at my worst you ain't with me at my best
Cookin in the lab like Dex
We up now working like a had none left
Its a touch down my bro in the field don't catch
And he only take cash not endorsement checks
Got my first hunnid need my next one
Your man broke had to treat him like my step son
It ain't my fault that your girl think I'm handsome,
I got her singing this the anthem
Woke up to a check just cashed it
We don't do it for the clout For the backend
She bad bitch put her on the black list
Fake love getting better with subtraction
A lot of dead friends put my money in casket
Woke up to a check just cashed it
We don't do it for the clout For the backend
Fake love getting better with subtraction
A lot of dead friends put my money in casket
I know my life outrageous
Hail from New York so I ball like Frazier
Cut her off like the suit got tapered
But the uptown girl said I sound like Jada
Drip too clean I been feeling like Gatsby
Say she wanna leave I'm like do what makes you happy
Always saying Jake why your life so flashy
You love chrome hearts you supposed to wear Khaki's
I'm with the MOB
Pour a drink for the woman with a LLC
Shorty grown said she'd and come and do my taxes for me,
But I been tax free
Woke up to a check just cashed it
We don't it for the clout For the backend
She bad bitch put her on the black list
Fake love getting better with subtraction
A lot of dead friends put my money in casket
Woke up to a check just cashed it
We don't it for the clout For the backend
Fake love getting better with subtraction
A lot of dead friends put my money in casket
We don't it for the clout For the backend
She bad bitch put her on the black list
Fake love getting better with subtraction
A lot of dead friends put my money in casket
Woke up to a check just cashed it
We don't it for the clout For the backend
Fake love getting better with subtraction
A lot of dead friends put my money in casket
They wanna see the kid fold I ain't stressed
Let the ties fade like I'm Kobe with the left
If imma die a legend gotta do it for the set
You ain't know you at my worst you ain't with me at my best
Cookin in the lab like Dex
We up now working like a had none left
Its a touch down my bro in the field don't catch
And he only take cash not endorsement checks
Got my first hunnid need my next one
Your man broke had to treat him like my step son
It ain't my fault that your girl think I'm handsome,
I got her singing this the anthem
Woke up to a check just cashed it
We don't do it for the clout For the backend
She bad bitch put her on the black list
Fake love getting better with subtraction
A lot of dead friends put my money in casket
Woke up to a check just cashed it
We don't do it for the clout For the backend
Fake love getting better with subtraction
A lot of dead friends put my money in casket
I know my life outrageous
Hail from New York so I ball like Frazier
Cut her off like the suit got tapered
But the uptown girl said I sound like Jada
Drip too clean I been feeling like Gatsby
Say she wanna leave I'm like do what makes you happy
Always saying Jake why your life so flashy
You love chrome hearts you supposed to wear Khaki's
I'm with the MOB
Pour a drink for the woman with a LLC
Shorty grown said she'd and come and do my taxes for me,
But I been tax free
Woke up to a check just cashed it
We don't it for the clout For the backend
She bad bitch put her on the black list
Fake love getting better with subtraction
A lot of dead friends put my money in casket
Woke up to a check just cashed it
We don't it for the clout For the backend
Fake love getting better with subtraction
A lot of dead friends put my money in casket
Credits
Writer(s): Colin Daniel Murray, Harry Trump, Jake James Nouri
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