Friends Turn Foes

Why you question me, you know I got it all
Standing at the top, you know I'll never fall
All you little pussies tryna run it up
All you do is talk, you can't do the walk
And all my boys tell me I don't give a fuck
Tryna climb the ladder, but you really stuck
Maybach, Lambs, we got all the trucks
If you run up on us now, boy I wish you luck

Friends turn to foes, the money comes and goes
You think that I'm a joke, well, I think that you're a hoe
Stab me in the back, you're just adding to the scars
Always gonna track when you coming from afar
Turn me to a bad guy, it's time to be the curse
You can try to run, but I'm coming for you first
It's getting kinda spooky like October 31st
Say that I'm a monster, you didn't see me at my worst

(See, I'm not a monster. I'm just ahead of the curve)

There's a lot of broke boys in the way
There's a lot of jokers in the way
You gotta put that shit aside
If you focus on the pay
I told you don't look my way
Turn around like a fadeaway
I see the money that you chase
I'm surprised you got no case
I guess you never leave a trace
Scamming every single place
And I see you wanna exchange
Some words about my ways
I suggest you stay in your lane
If you pull up my boys on play
They'll fuck you up in a day
And you'll never be the same
Yeah, I got your bitch in my bed saying
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God
Said my ex got a guy like me, I'm like
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God
We can never be the same
Cause you making minimum wage
CEO at 23
That's something you'll never achieve
When you look at my bank account you'll say
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God



Credits
Writer(s): Eyal Yerushalmi
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