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NEVER FRIENDLY II
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Hip-Hop/Rap
NEVER FRIENDLY II was released on June 21, 2024 by Hangar 27 Publishing LLC / EMPIRE as a part of the album PLANEBOY
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Release DateJune 21, 2024
LabelHangar 27 Publishing LLC / EMPIRE
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM87

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Samuel Shabazz
Samuel Shabazz
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Olympicks Knoxville
Olympicks Knoxville
Producer
Samuel Kenney
Samuel Kenney
Mastering Engineer
Olympicks
Olympicks
Producer

Lyrics

Olympicks
yeah I watched the paper changed my closest of friends
my first thought is it won't happen with them
second thought is it won't happen again
and then it happened I just so happen to win
I ain't gonna lie it changed me to it
magnified all my sins
I'm better at being worse but better to say the least
won't dare ever say that I'm cursed
but at the least
I think it still sinking without a reason
being can't idolize another breathing
being so deep in it he ain't seeing demons
I know he know cause he ain't tell his baby
you know he show you when you living crazy
the prize go to who participating
I can see you shining
never friendly got friends but never many
these bitches tricking and the streets tricky
we brushing teeth keep a clean blicky
russian cream holding green sticky
I bust it down make a mean spliffy
I could've died or never been living
I ain't never tripping
tried too hard to be like other ****
I get a chance to breathe
I'm being me
you **** got me fucked up I'm everything I need
the realest bitches never thought to leave or told me
the realest **** never show teeth or show defeat
the only **** that they know complete they show deceit
I told them boys to keep it neat
I watch them blow the crease
if we can't stretch no rubber bands then that's
a no for me
these pussies **** never pose a threat that's a reach
$300 for a song with me could've been his peak
he don't wanna hear a **** saying nothing
sweet you know what I'm saying
never friendly got friends but never many
my next relationship with Beamer Benz or Bentley
my neck glistening my left wrist empty
my next check ain't in yet Im finding a ways to get it
on my mama I'm dying
a rich **** no if but or kindas
my commas was pre existent
I feel like Nastradomos
I'm God's son it was written
you gotta love me or hate me but **** pick it
gone and compare me and place me
put me against em rate me
you know the ghetto been waiting on they baby to make it
underground king bun b burger no bacon
before bro ever got the rock
he was raising Kannan back
when they still stood outside
role models was rolling me and Oba help free kwame
bet you **** ain't know that granddaddy
I put game on you without you knowing
young **** and I'm rolling in my grave
I ain't go yet hope you boys prepared
so you don't have no piss poor performance
never friendly got friends but never many
rest in peace to slim boski that was my ****
rest in peace that boy lord reese that was my ****
it's hard to give a fuck about what **** say or they
feeling you know I'm still tryna get that shit
right with my women
they finding men
in you **** mouths on trips to the dentist
I can't trust
em fuck with them hang with them nothing
no kick it
before I call one of you **** I'll get me a cricket
Written by: Babyface Ray, Samuel Shabazz
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