FRNDS V1

Me and my brothers cuban linked if the pressure make diamonds
No long talk over here man we rather stay silent
Slip through the cracks
Game in our palms
Nothing more than that

Niqqas snakes in the grass
You know we mowing that.
You a stranger to pain
Just know we owe you that

I'm an advocate of peace
We can slide that off the table anytime
Niqqas want war
But can't handle it
Owe it to ourselves to see it through though
Come rain sleet or hail
The real will prevail
I just wish you well

Real Gs move in silence
You coming short like a garden gnome
When last i spit from the top of the dome

Smelling out imposters like a bloodhound
Keep our ears on ground level
How we calculate your steps

It's TRC until the coffin drops
Double cup at hand
I hear the flows quite contagious
I'm sickening with it
You Switching sides indicative with it
Trust we could tell
Nobody above us on the real
They jokes, dave chappelle

pain in these lines
Read it and weap
Told me never make any promise i couldn't keep
You in denial
I can see it
Your homies see it too
Play with me and imma act a demon
Ouija board moves
On god

On these dumb ass niggas

Skins bad as my intentions
Bad thoughts should i mention
Niggas rhymes scheme dependent
Uh
Yeah
My niggas
Rhyme scheme dependent
Uh
Yeah
Skin as bad as my intentions
Bad thoughts should i mention
Uh
Yeah
My niggas rhyme scheme dependent
Yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Katleho Senoamadi
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