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FriENDS
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FriENDS was released on September 9, 2020 by The 25-8 Group as a part of the album FriENDS - Single
September 9, 2020
LabelThe 25-8 Group
LanguageEnglish
BPM95
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

Put that on my flesh and bone
You can't break what's been set in stone
I beat the system like a metronome
You gon' die quicker, weigh you down in
That liquor when the prometh' is gone
These young **** gonna get older and need methadone
I know this music's just a stepping stone
To a higher plateau, what the fuck you think I rap for?
A truck, a coupe, a Benz and a 'Lac? No
LLCs and I&Cs that I pay tax on
Solely spending with businesses that are black-owned
I'm 'bout to book a one-way to Africa, send me back home
To say I'm proud of myself would be an understatement
I stood tall when others wrote signatures under statements
Tryna break an alpha male with an affidavit
Cowards whisper, mumbled hatred of my humble greatness
Redefine it on God's time and I'm done with lateness
Black man, but only half-man, half-amazing
Half-breed, so they say I got that good hair
My queen draggin' the mink, now that's that good fur
We stay losing all our heroes so the hood hurt
But that pain make us stronger, so that's good hurt
You do great, they tell you, "Good work"
As if implying try harder, young **** grind smarter
Tryna build an empire like a young Shawn Carter
Mom was slinging rocks out of the crib like it's Tha Carter
We shake fist, don't shake hands with fake friends
Through breakdowns and break-ups, we break bread
Would you love me dead broke with no ends?
If the check ran out, would you still check in?
Now ask yourself, is sis really your girl?
Then ask yourself, is bro really your mans?
You wanna know the funny thing about
The word "Friends"? (What's that?)
Is that it got ends at the end
When I was down on my luck, **** talked about me
They ain't help me out of my slump, them **** walked around me
And now that I'm back on my shit, **** lost without me
No more free trips to the club, ****, it cost without me
I ain't have shit but a dream, still tryna make it happen
****, I'ma still be rich if I don't make it rappin'
My shit dope and I got kilos
And every time I rip a verse, it's easy like free throws
Workin' for that million-dollar crib and a speedboat
Surrounded by my loved ones that wanna see me grow
C4, it's my time to blow, boy, the streets know
And on my gravestone, just put, "I did it for mijo"
It hurt when that knife in your back come from a loved one
It hurt when that sting come right after the drug run
Me and Plus be droppin' gems, hope you **** listen
My ****, it don't cost a dollar just to pay attention
This crazy business got you **** tryna pay for listens
We all shootin' past the rock, we don't play positions
I been drawin' plays up on ways to get my cake up
I'm tryna triple my accounts and make you take a pay cut
I'm tryna turn a hundred K play to a layup
I'm just goin' harder for all the **** that hate us
The concrete streets, not the money, is what made us
But since we fly ****, all the bitches wanna pay us
We shake fist, don't shake hands with fake friends
Through breakdowns and break-ups, we break bread
Would you love me dead broke with no ends?
If the check ran out, would you still check in?
Now ask yourself, is sis really your girl?
Then ask yourself, is bro really your mans?
You wanna know the funny thing about
The word "Friends"? (What's that?)
Is that it got ends at the end
Written by: Chaz Wheeler
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