Acquaintances
Y'all done pissed me off
And it takes a lot to actually make me mad
And you did it
Congratulations
First things first keep my name up out your mouth
Unless we talking flattery then imma let you talk it out
Chicken heads tryna go to war I'm in the trenches
But you need to focus on how you gone get up off the bench and
Too many fake friends
Like fake tans
You popping up all smiles
Living in denial
People only jealous of the things they can't have
Well let me spin it to you personally on my behalf
Grow up
And realize that you're the issue
Cuz why the problems only happen when everyone with you
And speaking on some friends I'm cutting ties when I'm ready
I did some soul searching and I found out I was petty
If I hit you up, checking in and throw some words your way
But I don't hear a word from you don't even speak to me the next day
You walking up tryna dap me up and crack me up
Nah dog get up out my face cuz you done pissed me off
So I got no friends only acquaintances
Cuz it only go as far as appearances
So please take this line very personally
Do me a favor and stay hell away from me
Ain't nobody concerned with no one else
The only thing they focus on is what's better for themself
But in a toxic way
Everybody show love but it's superficial
Whatever you gotta say probably ain't consequential
Tryna take my name and slander it but I know who I be
I take the time to look and around and the only thing I see is a
Desolate society of fleeting sobriety
Everybody got problems
And I don't think we can solve em'
Snakes in the bushes but they came up out the garden
Now they commonly living among the people living solemnly
Pretentious and entitled is 80 percent of your titles
Quit living like your an idol cuz your not
Nah
I'm a motherless child
But not a motherless child
I just don't ride with the crowd
Nah
And if you think you cool with me
Then re-evaluate it
Different pieces to different puzzle
No common denominator
And if you think this is directed towards you
Like is he talking to me
Yea he probably is
Dang JD that's cold
Guess it is what it is
But I'm done with you people
Cuz you done went and pissed me off
And it takes a lot to actually make me mad
And you did it
Congratulations
First things first keep my name up out your mouth
Unless we talking flattery then imma let you talk it out
Chicken heads tryna go to war I'm in the trenches
But you need to focus on how you gone get up off the bench and
Too many fake friends
Like fake tans
You popping up all smiles
Living in denial
People only jealous of the things they can't have
Well let me spin it to you personally on my behalf
Grow up
And realize that you're the issue
Cuz why the problems only happen when everyone with you
And speaking on some friends I'm cutting ties when I'm ready
I did some soul searching and I found out I was petty
If I hit you up, checking in and throw some words your way
But I don't hear a word from you don't even speak to me the next day
You walking up tryna dap me up and crack me up
Nah dog get up out my face cuz you done pissed me off
So I got no friends only acquaintances
Cuz it only go as far as appearances
So please take this line very personally
Do me a favor and stay hell away from me
Ain't nobody concerned with no one else
The only thing they focus on is what's better for themself
But in a toxic way
Everybody show love but it's superficial
Whatever you gotta say probably ain't consequential
Tryna take my name and slander it but I know who I be
I take the time to look and around and the only thing I see is a
Desolate society of fleeting sobriety
Everybody got problems
And I don't think we can solve em'
Snakes in the bushes but they came up out the garden
Now they commonly living among the people living solemnly
Pretentious and entitled is 80 percent of your titles
Quit living like your an idol cuz your not
Nah
I'm a motherless child
But not a motherless child
I just don't ride with the crowd
Nah
And if you think you cool with me
Then re-evaluate it
Different pieces to different puzzle
No common denominator
And if you think this is directed towards you
Like is he talking to me
Yea he probably is
Dang JD that's cold
Guess it is what it is
But I'm done with you people
Cuz you done went and pissed me off
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Writer(s): Jordan Anderson
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