Fake Friends

(альбом: July '18 - 2018)

When I pull up they be talking like they know me, yuh
I'm in the cut, you can find me so lonely, yuh
You'll find me in the streets, balling like I'm Kobe, aye
[?] yuh, aye

Now they ain't fucking with the squad, no
[?] with the clique, bitch we all on
Every night, bitch, we die, yeah we wild out
Thinking I'ma take my life, yeah I'm fine, though
Wasting time, yeah, I waste my fucking life, oh
Every night, yeah, I ride, yeah, I ride out
Everyone up on some shit that I don't know
The pressure rising, let the stresses keep piling up
Aye, yuh, keep the lights off
I'll be back whenever I get high now
Bitch, yeah I got it all
What I want until I go ahead and fuck it up

When I pull up they be acting like they know me, yuh
I'm in the cut, you can find me so lonely, yuh

When I pull up they be talking like they know me, yuh
I'm in the cut, you can find me so lonely, yuh
You'll find me in the streets, balling like I'm Kobe, aye
[?] yuh
(Bitch)