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Frenemies
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Frenemies was released on March 27, 2026 by Uneducated Executives as a part of the album 2nd Quarter
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Anthony Jones
Anthony Jones
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Jones
Anthony Jones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Prod By. Nasty
Prod By. Nasty
Producer
tthatsnasty
tthatsnasty
Producer

Lyrics

Like bow, Like bow
They wanna know why I'm living this life
They wanna know why I walk with the pipe
**** my brother died I ain't sleep that whole night
They gon' ask if you good I'm gon' say "I'm alright" (bow)
But I'm not alright, I get paid just to talk on the mic
I'ma ride with the bro if he wrong or he right
Never switch on the gang, ****, I ain't the type
They don't know how I'm feeling
Permanent scars, it don't come with no healing
Like, I'm in love with the spinning and drilling
And I'm in love with the money and bitches
They don't know how I'm feeling
Permanent scars, it don't come with no healing
Like, I'm in love with the spinning and drilling
And I'm in love with the money and bitches
I can talk about pain
I can talk about walks in the rain
I can talk about shit I done did for the gang
Ain't your average rapper I be on the bang
**** play with my name, that's word to the gang
I want the money, you can keep all the fame
All the bros doing time, man, this shit not a game
It's the life that I live, man it's harder than (?) (and that's word to my dead)
It's a lot I done did, But it's still some shit I ain't do
Just a young **** breaking the rules
Only therapy I got when I step in the booth
I'ma tell you the truth, I'm doing me I don't care about you
Only check in on **** that check in for you
If you banging for me, then I'm banging for you
They wanna know why I cry, Like most of my bros doing time
And some of my friends had died
All these drugs that I take make the days go by
So don't ask me why
Don't ask why I'm still in the ride
Don't ask why I pour up the lime, Man I hate when I'm sober I gotta get fried
They wanna know why I'm living this life
They wanna know why I walk with the pipe
**** my brother died I ain't sleep that whole night
They gon' ask if you good I'm gon' say "I'm alright" (bow)
But I'm not alright, I get paid just to talk on the mic
(I'ma ride with the bro if he wrong or he right)
Never switch on the gang, ****, I ain't the type
They don't know how I'm feeling
Permanent scars, it don't come with no healing
Like, I'm in love with the spinning and drilling
And I'm in love with the money and bitches
(They don't know how I'm feeling
Permanent scars, it don't come with no healing
Like, I'm in love with the spinning and drilling
And I'm in love with the money and bitches)
Written by: Anthony Jones
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