The Friends N Strangers (feat. TRÉ)

All right, so what I want to talk about

Tonight is why are your friends so annoying?

It doesn't make any sense

These are the people you have picked to be with

You're liking these people and yet everything that they do

You're never going to the right restaurant

I keep my friends close, enemies on a leash like

Me and my haters is literally Siamese

I can define me but if I let my friends do it

They'll tell you I'm some bipolar hard drug user

The J gets smaller, I'm loving my zone

Though surrounded by an entourage, I feel like I'm alone

A long way from normal, I try to keep it cordial

I made some new friends, meet recording and touring

Shout out to my ****, it's now for a ****

Though some **** back home ain't proud of a ****

They don't see my vision, grown man mission

They all see my life from a childish position

I'm the mouth of the District, nobody work harder

My heart is in the monuments, saliva's in the harbor

So tell me, all my followers, am I wrong for barking?

Am I wrong for thinking I was better off in college?

At least I'll be stable, yeah, slightly less popular

But wouldn't be the topic of my few friends talking

A few **** talk, but they do it without knowledge

I do self-evaluate, yeah, I know I got some problems

Can't change who I am, I just try to get better

So in the meantime, keep it moving or accept that

And you all will respect that

Even if you've had a relationship with someone

Or let's say, especially if you've had a relationship with someone

And you try and become friends afterwards

It's very difficult, isn't this? It's hard

Because you know each other so well

You know? You know all each other's tricks

It's like two magicians trying to entertain each other

You know, and then one goes, "Look, a rabbit"

And the other one goes, "So?"

You always say you wasn't ready for no man

But I wasn't having that, I gave you everything I had

Now everything I had are the very things you have

Tricking, king of the court, small forward, Cavs

Where your whereabouts, baby? I care about you, lady

And I bet you all them letters in your mailbox waiting

And I ain't never plan to be famous

So I'ma take that rubber off, I wouldn't mind having babies

With a homegirl, best friend, lover, all that

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

Looked me in my eye, said, "If you take it, I'ma give it

And if I give it to you, don't you treat me like them bitches

Please, Wale," she used to call me Late

One day she called me early to tell me that she late

"Fuck you mean?" See my hands start to shake

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face

'Cause tears falling down make me ache

We should just ignore it, you know we can't afford it

She said, "I cannot believe that you say we should abort it

I will not support it, why would you do courting?

And I ain't want no **** from the jump, you ignored it

You just had to force it, you had to keep going

Now that little pre-cum gon' be having me swollen

As we go forward, I came back from touring

The DNA results, congrats, ex-boyfriend

In the case of seven-month-old Jeremiah

You are not

Smiles and handshakes everywhere I go

Girlfriends, groupies, yet I'm all alone

So confused, these strange relationships

I think I got some enemies disguised as friends

Smiles and handshakes everywhere I go

Girlfriends, groupies, yet I'm all alone

So confused, these strange relationships

I think I got some enemies disguised as friends