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chris sails - fake friends lyrics
fake friends lyrics
[intro]_
n_ggas criticize me like, they like perfect
like they past pretty
like they future flawless and sh_t
that’s why i don’t give a f_ck no more
n_ggas fake, imma do my thang
you know we on n_gga
f_ck you n_ggas
[chorus]_
we got sticks, we got bl!cks, we got drums in this b_tch
i could never love a hoe, b_tch it’s too late you know i’m rich
i can’t buy no hoe a purse, don’t give a f_ck how rich i get
had to cut some n_ggas off, cause they was on some hating sh_t
[verse 1]_
grimey sh_t, baby, i just wanna f_ck, can’t wife no b_tch
told my b_tch to do her job and she brought a bag home
we put money on his head now that n_gga bag gone
don’t support you when you down but when you up, they try to show love
would’ve f_cked the love, i’ve been hated on my whole life
i can’t take this pain i wanna go back to my old life
girl, he f_cked you over, you can’t love him the same now
and ooh, i want your love, i’m tryna tell you that i changed now
don’t got opps but, it’s a couple n_ggas hating on me
don’t want friends, i’m tired of these n_ggas changing on me
ooh ooh, imma changed man so don’t listen to the shade room
ooh ooh
told these b_tch n_ggas don’t speak on sh_t that they don’t really know
and my b_tch think i’m cheating but, i be sleeping with my pole
b_tch i’m rich, it ain’t sh_t it ain’t sh_t to get you wiped out
n_ggas ain’t really ’bout it, them n_ggas act hard
[chorus]_
we got sticks, we got bl!cks, we got drums in this b_tch
i could never love a hoe, b_tch it’s too late you know i’m rich
i can’t buy no hoe a purse, don’t give a f_ck how rich i get
had to cut some n_ggas off, cause they was on some hating sh_t
[verse 2]_
ooh ooh, they don’t know my pain in the booth
(when you got a good hard, they gone use you)
f_cked up in the head, i got some loose screws
thinking ’bout my girl like how the f_ck did i lose you?
i’m really that n_gga, i be thumbing through these hunnids
they can’t figure me out, they keep on making assumptions
you my slime, it’s my dog, imma keep it one hundred
they keep on pointing out my flaws, acting like they life perfect
told my brother, “i won’t change on you”
and i’ve been tryna win but they praying for me to lose
[outro]_
ooh ooh
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