Betrayed
Lil Xan
3:08Yea, oh, yea You know, you know, you know I'm faded Ay, I'm in the booth Ay, shotout Bobby Johnson, ay Found myself in a dark place Last girl made my heart ache Now I'm tryna get my soul, yeah Why all y'all fake flex Mama told me not to take shit So I never really take shit I don't care what you rap 'bout Ask the bitch, she doing Bang Bro Why I really shoulda kept her Really should of kept your mouth closed I've been runnin' out of ammo Different states, I love to trap woah Every city with a bad hoe Satan's got a grip on me Heaven's looking very bleek Steal my faith and everything Eating off that apple tree Sunlight shining every beam Gloomy days keep scaring me All my friends are enemies All my friends are enemies All my friends are enemies All my friends are ene- yeah All my friends are ene- yeah Windows tinted, you can see us in it Prescription pills made me a villain Never busy, man I'm always chillin' Fake friends up in the grass Gotta keep it low, let the snakes pass My main girl gotta side hoe Like my bitch got more hoes Insane doe she a crazy hoe Friends gon' turn to enemies Satan's got a grip on me Heaven's looking very bleek Steal my faith and everything Eating off that apple tree Sunlight shining every beam Gloomy days keep scaring me All my friends are enemies All my friends are enemies All my friends are enemies All my friends are ene- yeah Out the booth bitch