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NO1-NOAH

Your Friends (Death Of Us)

 

Your Friends (Death Of Us)

(album: Free Drugs - 2018)


Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...
Hey, listen

Your friends, it's gon' be the death of us
Talking all that shit and all that shit ain't [?]
They don't know me so I know they talking reckless
I don't wanna listen to 'em, I don't give a fuck
Your friends, it's gon' be the death of us
And you wanna listen to the things they chatting up
All I know is that behind the scenes they be [?]

Heard your friends saying this and that
Tell you all the facts
You don't wanna listen to me fine, baby go with that
What you mean? What you talking 'bout
That I'm talking loud, saying this and that
Yeah I made mistakes but right now not no more
I'm just tryna [?] and that's in my plans
If you really love me baby then you'll understand
I don't give a fuck about them bitches, they just fans
We gon' go around this bitch and spend it like a fan
Baby girl it's me and you together like a band
You always been the one and I knew that shit in advance
That's why you always been the only one I stress
I hope that what we going through don't make you love me less
[?] they consider I'm a mess
I don't know nothing 'bout these niggas and the rest
I'ont give a damn what they saying, I confess
But I must say this shit to get this shit up off my chest

Your friends, they gon' be the death of us again
They just wanna paint you negatives
Girl don't let them blind [?]
[?] killing ya with kindness, yeah
In the middle of this crisis, yeah
If she looks where the light is, yeah
Then she'll see what time is, yeah

Or better
To the light, get it right
Nobody turns better, baby overnight
Need some time, holy time, need some time
Need God right now, sitting in my prime
Every line, every line sound like I'm crying
You and I could survive but just give it time
And I guess we won't know until we really try
But I'd rather a thousand times before I give up
Everytime I look at you I'm starstruck
And I just wanna tell you that you bad as fuck
And they don't ever wanna see the best of us
Don't let you friends be the death of us

Talking all that shit and all that shit ain't [?]
They don't know me so I know they talking reckless
I don't wanna listen to 'em, I don't give a fuck
Your friends, it's gon' be the death of us
And you wanna listen to the things they chatting up
All I know is that behind the scenes they be [?]

done

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