Fake Friends

I don’t need no fake friends
I cut em off
Shit, Why you keep em?
Imma block you on everythang
I don’t need you
I don’t need you
Said I’m ridin by my lonely
Solo dolo grippin' tonies
N these fugazi bitches
No I can’t trust em
Get em off me
I don’t need no fake friends
I cut em off
Shit, Why you keep em?
Yea, block you on everythang
I don’t need you
I don’t need you
Said I’m ridin by my lonely
Solo dolo grippin' tonies
N these fugazi bitches
No I can’t trust em
Get em off me
Why these niggas outchea hatin'
Keep on tryna block my paper
Stupid goofy nigga
You can’t stop a movement
It’s forever
Running up these commas
I need every fuckin' dollar
Keep on moving lips
N yo ass won’t wake up to tomorrow, yea
Outchea tryna get these bands
You play, you lay, aye
Imma kill you n yo mans
I play no games
N pussy niggas, know they mad
I break the bank, yea
Raking bread every day
4 commas man
Aye, that BDB shit
I feel like baby mayne
N you know I’m next bitch
I’m tryna get icy so imma saving checks bitch
N if I die give my it to my kids
N tell them invest it
And we livin mayne
But this life’s not long
So you gotta cherish it
N stay strong through them times, yea
Aye, see you kno I’m on my grind
Aye, N say it bout my time to shine
I don’t need no fake friends
I cut em off
Shit, Why you keep em?
Imma block you on everythang
I don’t need you
I don’t need you
Said I’m ridin by my lonely
Solo dolo grippin' tonies
N these fugazi bitches
No I can’t trust em
Get em off me
Yep, uh
I don’t need no fake friends, yea
I cut em off
Shit, Why you keep em?
Yea, said I’m ridin by my lonely
Solo dolo grippin' tonies
N these fugazi bitches
No I can’t trust em
Get em off me
Why these niggas hatin now?
Shit I’m climbing to the top
Making paper pussy nigga
Yea this hustle never stops
Shit you played me like a bitch
Cross me over numerous times, yea
You fake bitch nigga
Wish I knew that all this time
But lately I been reminiscing
Thinking bout them times
Every time I caught a nigga playin'
They was outta line
But I got some paper now
So a nigga sendin' hits, yea
You call yourselves them hittas
But y’all really ain’t bout shit
Bitch
Uh
Imma devil lil' nigga
Murder runs through my veins
Yea it’s all through me nigga
I been hurt too many time
I believe in revenge
It’s bout that time
These niggas don’t want smoke
But I’m applying pressure everytime
Bitch, yea
Aye it’s running through me, yea
Said it’s all up on my mind
Yea, aye
From them 3.5, to the 14's lil' nigga
And say you know I’m bout to shine, yea