Friend To Me
Man, I got no friends
No buddies, no pals, no acquaintances
You ain't no friend to me (nah)
'Cause I got some enemies
I be laughin' at people that droppin' their tracks
And they thinkin' that they be ahead of me
I've been spittin' my heat in my projects
And I just consider it basic amenities
When I hit my thirties they'll still know my name
I've been busy just buildin' my legacy
I got people just tryin' to talk
But I shoo 'em away because you ain't no friend to me
I've been on the hunt for the two faces in the pack
I'm swingin' my bat man (I'm swingin')
Goin' after the hunnies who got ham in the back
I feel like a tax scam
Sayin' I really suck but they never showin' what I lack (they never show me)
Pull up in a black van
I traded it in for the Jeep on my other track
I feel like a scat man
Hit the skiddely-bop and I'm lookin' her right in the eyes
My girl likes to say that my hands like Doritos
The way that they go straight to her thighs
Pull up with the double 20's in the vision
And it got me seein' straight through her disguise
She sayin' she wanna relax for the night
But she got dis guy's dick in her mind
Yeah I got some enemies
I be laughin' at people that droppin' their tracks
And they thinkin' that they be ahead of me
I've been spittin' my heat in my projects
And I just consider it basic amenities
When I hit my thirties they'll still know my name
I've been busy just buildin' my legacy
I got people just tryin' to talk
But I shoo 'em away because you ain't no friend to me
Lettin' my fists fly got some pixie dust on my hands
Out in the streets I be walkin' like no one can touch me
My ops call me Peter Pan
Because when they uppin' the chopper and aim at my head
You know them bullets never land
And if I ever get lost boy I'm one call away
Got some crocodiles on demand
I be throwin' bows left and right
Droppin' their bodies like I drop the mic
Don't be conceited show me where the seat is
And I cannot promise I won't hit it twice
Hit 'em with the 1-2 Mayweather
Hot and bothered like May weather
No loose knots stay tethered
Get outta my way they better
'Cause they all be enemies
I be laughin' at people that droppin' their tracks
And they thinkin' that they be ahead of me (you really thought)
I've been spittin' my heat in my projects
And I just consider it basic amenities
When I hit my thirties they'll still know my name
I've been busy just buildin' my legacy (build it up)
I got people just tryin' to talk
But I shoo 'em away because you ain't no friend to me (first take)
No buddies, no pals, no acquaintances
You ain't no friend to me (nah)
'Cause I got some enemies
I be laughin' at people that droppin' their tracks
And they thinkin' that they be ahead of me
I've been spittin' my heat in my projects
And I just consider it basic amenities
When I hit my thirties they'll still know my name
I've been busy just buildin' my legacy
I got people just tryin' to talk
But I shoo 'em away because you ain't no friend to me
I've been on the hunt for the two faces in the pack
I'm swingin' my bat man (I'm swingin')
Goin' after the hunnies who got ham in the back
I feel like a tax scam
Sayin' I really suck but they never showin' what I lack (they never show me)
Pull up in a black van
I traded it in for the Jeep on my other track
I feel like a scat man
Hit the skiddely-bop and I'm lookin' her right in the eyes
My girl likes to say that my hands like Doritos
The way that they go straight to her thighs
Pull up with the double 20's in the vision
And it got me seein' straight through her disguise
She sayin' she wanna relax for the night
But she got dis guy's dick in her mind
Yeah I got some enemies
I be laughin' at people that droppin' their tracks
And they thinkin' that they be ahead of me
I've been spittin' my heat in my projects
And I just consider it basic amenities
When I hit my thirties they'll still know my name
I've been busy just buildin' my legacy
I got people just tryin' to talk
But I shoo 'em away because you ain't no friend to me
Lettin' my fists fly got some pixie dust on my hands
Out in the streets I be walkin' like no one can touch me
My ops call me Peter Pan
Because when they uppin' the chopper and aim at my head
You know them bullets never land
And if I ever get lost boy I'm one call away
Got some crocodiles on demand
I be throwin' bows left and right
Droppin' their bodies like I drop the mic
Don't be conceited show me where the seat is
And I cannot promise I won't hit it twice
Hit 'em with the 1-2 Mayweather
Hot and bothered like May weather
No loose knots stay tethered
Get outta my way they better
'Cause they all be enemies
I be laughin' at people that droppin' their tracks
And they thinkin' that they be ahead of me (you really thought)
I've been spittin' my heat in my projects
And I just consider it basic amenities
When I hit my thirties they'll still know my name
I've been busy just buildin' my legacy (build it up)
I got people just tryin' to talk
But I shoo 'em away because you ain't no friend to me (first take)
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