No New Friends
These streets get lonely, All by my lonely
I remember times I had your back you folded on me
Treat them right, they wronged me
I was blind just couldn't see
Ugh let's go
Love is not a good thing, Bitch it's a bad thing
Try to give your all, they just stab you in your back mane
Riding in the fast lane, 220 dash mane
Don't want no new friends cause I'm haunted by my past things
Don't need no new friends, I know I got bros we locked it in
We in that Beamer with that top off we just tryna feel the wind
We spent they block, we knocked a opp off 14 bullets in the wind
I been through pain while in the rain, I seen the rain fall of my skin
I let the pain sit in my eyes, I can't cry around the men
I call them bro and call them friend ugh them just the guys
And long live bo I'm throwing them B's up
While I'm looking up at that sky
You niggas gay
You pull your pants down pussy print right by your thigh
And your mom she getting mad at you, you asking why
Cause you keep on throwing them pissy fits and acting like you bi
I know some niggas that had switched up
Niggas that had changed up
Niggas got they change up and acting like they famous
These streets get lonely, All by my lonely
I remember times I had your back you folded on me
Treat them right, they wrong me
I was blind just couldn't see
Ugh let's go
Love is not a good thing, Bitch it's a bad thing
Try to give your all, they just stab you in your back mane
Riding in the fast lane, 220 dash mane
Don't want no new friends cause I'm haunted by my past things
Had to tell my mama she right
She ain't one of my little friends
Cause I know when shit go bad
She gonna be here till the end
That's my slime, it ain't no kin woah
If you changing up for the cheddar
Saying you sorry ain't making it better
Fuck is your problem, man get it together
You told all them lies like we was forever
I thought you was solid but never say never
I was deceived I should've knew better
(Whoa whoa)
(I don't want no friends)
(Cause that love shit just pretend)
(Niggas hate to you win)
(When you lose you see a grin)
(But I promise ima win)
These streets get lonely, All by my lonely
I remember times I had your back you folded on me
Treat them right, they wrong me
I was blind just couldn't see
Ugh let's go
Love is not a good thing, Bitch it's a bad thing
Try to give your all, they just stab you in your back mane
Riding in the fast lane, 220 dash mane
Don't want no new friends cause I'm haunted by my past things
I remember times I had your back you folded on me
Treat them right, they wronged me
I was blind just couldn't see
Ugh let's go
Love is not a good thing, Bitch it's a bad thing
Try to give your all, they just stab you in your back mane
Riding in the fast lane, 220 dash mane
Don't want no new friends cause I'm haunted by my past things
Don't need no new friends, I know I got bros we locked it in
We in that Beamer with that top off we just tryna feel the wind
We spent they block, we knocked a opp off 14 bullets in the wind
I been through pain while in the rain, I seen the rain fall of my skin
I let the pain sit in my eyes, I can't cry around the men
I call them bro and call them friend ugh them just the guys
And long live bo I'm throwing them B's up
While I'm looking up at that sky
You niggas gay
You pull your pants down pussy print right by your thigh
And your mom she getting mad at you, you asking why
Cause you keep on throwing them pissy fits and acting like you bi
I know some niggas that had switched up
Niggas that had changed up
Niggas got they change up and acting like they famous
These streets get lonely, All by my lonely
I remember times I had your back you folded on me
Treat them right, they wrong me
I was blind just couldn't see
Ugh let's go
Love is not a good thing, Bitch it's a bad thing
Try to give your all, they just stab you in your back mane
Riding in the fast lane, 220 dash mane
Don't want no new friends cause I'm haunted by my past things
Had to tell my mama she right
She ain't one of my little friends
Cause I know when shit go bad
She gonna be here till the end
That's my slime, it ain't no kin woah
If you changing up for the cheddar
Saying you sorry ain't making it better
Fuck is your problem, man get it together
You told all them lies like we was forever
I thought you was solid but never say never
I was deceived I should've knew better
(Whoa whoa)
(I don't want no friends)
(Cause that love shit just pretend)
(Niggas hate to you win)
(When you lose you see a grin)
(But I promise ima win)
These streets get lonely, All by my lonely
I remember times I had your back you folded on me
Treat them right, they wrong me
I was blind just couldn't see
Ugh let's go
Love is not a good thing, Bitch it's a bad thing
Try to give your all, they just stab you in your back mane
Riding in the fast lane, 220 dash mane
Don't want no new friends cause I'm haunted by my past things
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Writer(s): Jahzell Cole, Jaylen Stocks
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