Fake Friends - Tec

Fake Friends - Tec

Год
2018
Язык
`Inglês`
Длительность
185650

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Letra da música " Fake Friends "

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Fake Friends

Tec

I mean that shit

You know

Lil Lu' in the booth

Be quiet in this bitch man, silence, huh

Farrakhan bitch, you know what it is

Yeah, ayy

They say the truth hurts but I guess lying feels good

You crossed me once before then I know you still would

Done met so many fake friends

Say they your brother, when you touch 'em feel the snake skin

And that’s why I just holler fuck 'em

Chasin' M’s by the duffle, pussy good but I can’t love her though

Took what she what she gave me and went, blew it on another ho

I’m in the latest Mercedes, blockin' with nowhere to go

Mama told me slow your role, Glock on me, can’t trust a soul

Now we beefing, you was just one of the guys

'Member Meezy got hit and you ain’t wan' slide

Shit be right in front of your eyes

'Cause guys show it, say that they dying for it

'Fore they jump in that water, nigga break they diving board

All that murder talk

I been to prison, got convicted off of word of mouth

Bitch got on the stand and lied on me

Devil got his eyes on me, but I’m God’s son

These hoes is poison, fuck 'em and avoid 'em

Money comin' fast, gotta chase a bag

Never thought that when I made it, it’d make 'em mad

Now they see me in that foreign with the paper tags

Power move like LeBron goin to the Lakers, yeah

They say the truth hurts but I guess lying feels good

You crossed me once before then I know you still would

Done met so many fake friends

Say they your brother, when you touch 'em feel the snake skin

And that’s why I just holler fuck 'em

Chasin' M’s by the duffle, pussy good but I can’t love her though

Took what she what she gave me and went, blew it on another ho

I’m in the latest Mercedes, blockin' with nowhere to go

Mama told me slow your role, Glock on me, can’t trust a soul

Ridin' factory with a ladder with me

To my right, and money in the passenger seat

And I’m watching to avoid the cops

Look down on my neck, see a water facet

Searching for light just to spark the ganja

Look up and both of my daughters watching

Beware all the garden snakes and water moccasins

Tryna prove to me you not a fake, I swear I’m not convinced

Tellin' me that you love me, you wastin' your oxygen

Heart in a vault and I locked it in

Secured with a garden and fence (Won't get in)

Love is a battlefield, I won’t go to war again

Chasing them dollar bills, single like Washington

Gotta keep pipes 'cause the street life, I’m caught up in

So my people won’t starve again, with my whole life, on God 'nem

They say the truth hurts but I guess lying feels good

You crossed me once before then I know you still would

Done met so many fake friends

Say they your brother, when you touch 'em feel the snake skin

And that’s why I just holler fuck 'em

Chasin' M’s by the duffle, pussy good but I can’t love her though

Took what she what she gave me and went, blew it on another ho

I’m in the latest Mercedes, blockin' with nowhere to go

Mama told me slow your role, Glock on me, can’t trust a soul

Like oh-oh-oh

Miss Keisha told me slow your ro-oh-oh-ll

I’m still your lil' boy, but to them I’m the man, mama

I send them spiders, it ain’t nobody they spare, mama

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