Fake Friends
Tec
3:06Ay i told that bitch she cute I don't like to get in The booth while I'm on a pill Shit make me keep it too real, ya hurd me? I was out my mind thinking that That shit could go right Knowin' I been thuggin' bitches Like my whole life You said that karma would come back And you was so right no price charming I got bitches snortin' snow white I'm livin' fast baby I can't do the slow life Go get a bag or forever be a low life I do that dash Push the pedal to the floor like Cuban cost thirty bands Make that back on a slow night Tote a pistol Hold chop bullets but it's so light They gun fightin' Where me from we don't use no knives Ready to blow but gotta watch Out for patrol lights Bitches will take your whole life Just got off patrol aight (parol aight) Can't get caught with it but can't Get caught without that bitch Had to run my bag up in BR and get out that bitch We still with all that shit Now, I pass thought in bently's to show Lil nggas you can ball like this Gone run 'em up 'till I lay in my death bed Shawty we can fuck but you Give the best head, and I need some I get it y'all but if I Fall who gone give me some? Say you my dog but only Call when you need some I can't believe my uncle stole from me Watch my momma thug nggas Put my trust in no woman I gave my heart, it wasn't enough They want my soul from me I cut 'em off like fuck 'em All and go get mo' money I went and got it but ain't get to college I went through robbin', sellin' drugs Wasn't gettin shit from rhymin' Devil tried to kill me Throw in jail but God kept me strivin' Made out that environment, built an empire And I just signed a deal with Gozzy Bitch why you be trippin' Actin like these hoes gone for your position? You ungrateful and you lazy, ain't Even work for your position, hoe I could waste my time and have A baby with a different hoe Tried to throw a lifejacket and Say I was trippin, oh I was out my mind thinking that That shit could go right Knowin' I been thuggin' bitches Like my whole life You said that karma would come back And you was so right no price charming I got bitches snortin' snow white I'm livin' fast baby I can't do the slow life Go get a bag or forever be a low life I do that dash Push the pedal to the floor like (skrrt) Cuban cost thirty bands Make that back on a slow night (Ya) You know haha Gang shit, Hussein shit I mean You know, nation shit, nun' come in between Ya, we gone stand on that shit by any means