Lyrics:
mad friends with Benz's
C-notes by the layers, true fuckin" players
Jump in the Rover and come over
Tell your friends jump in the GS3, I got
then ran through the alley must have been a coward
No more hit 'em up like in the old days
homies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs
that's why I roll by
why we in this shit
Remind me why we in this shit
Cause we ain't on no pile of shit
Nigga I'mma make my music from my heart
And I live and I die by
ahaha, talk to y'all niggas, yessur, hey
My best friend say I'm bottled up, I need a fucking therapist
But I can't think of nobody I wanna share this
on the block know Mase motto
One thing about Harlem World, we all got dough
98' Tahoe, Tommy and a Roscoe
Case I'm every chased by a Donny Brascoe
Why
and a dark fronto
Air max 98, rare color way
I made cooking flave a five star gourmet
And when the tables turned i was still pushing plates
New day, new risk
Where my friends, where my friends
Where my friends, where my friends go?
Where my friends, where my friends
Where my friends go? Oh
Why these niggas
are
You can tell em that we're just friends, we're just friends
Tell em that we're just friends, we're just friends
Tell em that we're just friends
Come on, lets go, lets go (throw ya hands in the air)
This how we do it (let me see you just throw ya hands in the air)
Let's be friends (throw ya
Come on, lets go, lets go (throw ya hands in the air)
This how we do it (let me see you just throw ya hands in the air)
Let's be friends (throw ya
the streets
And none of these phonies hardly knew him
But still wanna pop the bitch locing bitch locing
Now come into my world and you can see that we are more
they stood still
To make the world a better place we gotta take action
"So where do I start" You gotta make things happen
Like overpopulation but
ain't your man (haha)
Please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend
First we get to talkin', then we get to touchin'
If we get past
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
the one, you are the one
Amazed by the way that you shake them hips
Shakin' your ass all on my dick
I get aroused by them sexy lips
'Cause you are
friend and I'm still hurt[02:05.96]Lil' bitch, I'm grievin'[02:07.12]Fuck all these hoes, they playin' hard[02:08.65]Bitch, I'm tryna get
think Hayley’s
Version told the whole story
At least from our perspective
And hopefully this will
Explain a bit about why we are leaving
Zac and I had
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
greedy I got mad friends with Benz's
C-notes by the layers, true fuckin' players (uh)
Jump in the Rover and come over
Tell your friends jump in the GS3
on the knife, And die,
or drown in my tears around the reason why
We ain't achieving it
Instead of just believing in
God almighty, not the almighty God
Selling
But she the kinda thot I can't get out my brain
Never gave a fuck what Simon say
All y'all niggas fake
I'm the realest nigga born in '98
All my
shadow now.
Sand and flies they sting my eyes so I can't tell the truth from lies.
We are in the rain shadow now.
Friends don't seem to linger, they don't
equipped with things
We really need
Still don’t know why
But its clear to see
There’s no me an you
Excluded memories
Why can’t we be friends
Why can’t we be
Yeah, they say when we grow up
You'll understand when you're older
Guess I'm still a kid, I don't know it
If I'll ever let go of this (yeah)
Say
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