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Fake Friends Lyrics - Artist : 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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