Listen to All My Friends (feat. Psyde, K Park & Il Will) by KNOIA

All My Friends (feat. Psyde, K Park & Il Will)

KNOIA

Hip-Hop/Rap

138,697 Shazams

Lyrics

All my friends are heathens, take it slow Wait for them to ask you who you know Please don't make any sudden moves (it's the remix) You don't know the half of the abuse (KNOIA, Psyde, K Park & II Will) All my friends are heathens, take it slow Wait for them to ask you who you know Please don't make any sudden moves (don't make the moves) You don't know the half of the abuse (you, you don't know the KNOIA) We don't deal well with outsiders at all The bigger that they are, the harder that they're gonna fall Now cut the crap, it's time to grow, 'cause I ain't scared of non of y'all They got a lot of shit to say, I swear them suffer tragedy From this point on, don't call me KNOIA, call me Mrs Majesty He's here to see a drunk defeat, you couldn't go around with me Now ladies pop up out them bras and let them take our bitties' brie Take me and see, believe that we, don't cross me all my friends are heathens All my friends are heathens, ha! All my friends are heathens, take it slow Wait for them to ask you who you know Please don't make any sudden moves You don't know the half of the abuse (you, you don't know the Psyde) I'm great to fans, they say that I'm magnificent They say, "Psyde, you crazy, wheny ou gonna flip again?" They got the nerve to ask me, "Is she gonna pimp again" I'ma pimp, am I on rhyme? Tonight I pimp the pimp You don't know the greatest is sittin' next to you You don't know the realest is sittin' next to you You might not know when I walk in with my crew You know I cannot lie, no say no ride, high All my friends are heathens, take it slow Wait for them to ask you who you know Please don't make any sudden moves You don't know the half of the abuse (yuh, K Park, yuh) Sorry mama, I'm fallin' off the boarder again Still be captive, I'm breakin' out these shackles to win Fuckin' the pods and diminish it, I'm poorly devoured When the clock ringin' my foot already leaving the door Been a heathen, my body can't get the feelin' I set the bar for the season, these children know what I'm smokin, demons Throw the middle finger high up in skies You put your zombie into go but suddenly everybody redeems II Will All my friends are demons, we heathens, our life is sacred The illuminati, we givin' life and we take it It ain't halloween but I'm makin' up like I'm Jason I'm constantly money chasin', I wipe 'em out, I erase 'em It's okay, roll a blunt, and I probably take a sip of Hosey If I'm down, prayin' that I stand at Heaven's doorways I'm psychodrama with the llama band that made me go cray Please don't make any sudden moves (ay, ay, I am Psyde, Sam) You don't know the half of the abuse (You, you don't know the KNOIA)
Writer(s): Thomas Olsen, Tom Piper Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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