F R I E N D S . Lyrics

We were better as friends

I can never, ever, ever do this shit again

Niggas really out here copying, following trends

Niggas really thought I folded but I never bend

And I'm never am gonna

And I won't even will

Yeah, I'm all 'bout the bills

Keep a Smith like I'm Will

Give you something to feel

And I called you the bro

And I stuck to the code

Nigga left and he told

Hating on me

I don't know why they hating on me

1 to 10, they be rating on me

Got the fuck, they was skating on me

At the bottom, they waiting on me

No money, no relating with me

All this pressure is weighing on me

I ain't gotta talk, I got the numbers

So there's no debating with me

Ksubis, that's all on my ass

I spent a half on some Rafs

But I had to sell 'em cause I got bigger

Man these niggas not in my weight class

That was a throwback to when I was going hard

I was acing my class

You know that I gotta pass

Cause nigga I just cannot fail

You know I'm wearing that Christian but oh no, no

You cannot call me Bale

My shit be off of the meter, this shit is a heater

It's off of the scale

Pull up like I'm Derek Jeter, I'm in a 2 seater

I follow the trail

You better follow the leader, I really don't need her

I just want the tail

Man I’m on my bully, I feel like boogie in hoodie like Snooki

I get it for sure

I feel like woody, I got some buzz from this light year

But it's still premature

I am the rookie, I'm balling like I am a vet

Niggas better come correct

I'm taking off, I'm skrting in a Vette

Nigga I'm flying like I'm in a jet

We were better as friends

I can never, ever, ever do this shit again

Niggas really out here copying, following trends

Niggas really thought I folded but I never bend

And I'm never am gonna

And I won't even will

Yeah, I'm all 'bout the bills

Keep a Smith like I'm Will

Give you something to feel

And I called you the bro

And I stuck to the code

Nigga left and he told