Fake Friends ft. Unkle Stro Lyrics

Jones Lyfe you heard

Y'all know who it is

I say no mo' no mo' no mo'

No mo' fake friends had to put my foot up they neck

I'm countin' 80 bands at the moment runnin' up a check

I don't make plans until you do more than pay me my respect

Fresh to death gotta play Russian Roulette just to get dressed

No mo' fake friends had to pull that knife up out my back

I'd rather make trends over followin' somebody steps

Long as my daughter drippin' swag and my lady lookin' blessed

You look like you mad and I look like I really ain't impressed

Stop the press brodie lookin' stressed gone and puff sum

You not invited do the math B who brought this plus one

I was posted up on corners you ain't see no bus come

They stopped manufacturing the cloth that I'm cut from

Pop a cap quick as pain killers if I ain't feelin' em (Numb)

In my hood like a construction zone they always drNllin' sum

Tryna finesse a finesser I left em lookin' really dumb

Moonwalker drip I get the swag from Area 51

Got em big mad, keep a L but I ain't ever losin'

Got the big bag ballin' out in public like nudist

This not a diss track I don't convert to bull (Convertible)

I'm way to ruthless (Roofless) when you this fast you can

put em in 'park' for your 'amusement' life's a 'rollercoaster'

Went from a local joker now i'm a locomotive

Put it the work, I used to hope for a bonus

Never got no promotion, So I hit the kitchen

Whippin' the potent potion had 'em all overdosin'

I had to go for broke and cut off

Some of the one's I held the closest

No mo' fake friends had to put my foot up they neck

I'm countin' 80 bands at the moment runnin' up a check

I don't make plans until you do more than pay me my respect

Fresh to death gotta play Russian Roulette just to get dressed

No mo' 'Fake Friends' had to pull that knife up out my back

I'd rather make trends over followin' somebody steps

Long as my daughter drippin' swag and my lady lookin' blessed

You look like you mad and I look like I really ain't impressed

I say no mo' no mo' no mo'

No mo' handouts no more free promo

I say no mo' no mo' no mo'

Laying up for the bucket I might pull it from the logo

I can't make a friend, cause I ain't a friend I stay away

Cause in the end I might just hate a friend, they don't pay the rent

I'm great at taking wins, making M's, while they go make pretend

And I'll make yo ole lady my new latest trend

You ain't exempt, you can't play the pimp

I'm the greatest I'm the main event

Haters hate that I don't cater to' em let 'em hate it then

I don't pay attention my attention got an atm

I just think a friend, might get in the way I'm makin' sense

You wanted to know? If something money was owed

Nobody wanted to know

But all of the money is goin' to Unkle Stro

You owe my flow a bonus, all up in yo emotions

Folks don't know that, it's only one component

I know homies, really just want yo moment

Bogus-logna homie we the Joneses

We play roll up on 'em smokin' on opponents

N*'s foldin', snappin' like a photo this a golden moment

So I don't condone a row with phony homies

Bro my only homies were my omens

I let go my omens I coupe solo (Ahhh)

No mo' 'Fake Friends' had to put my foot up they neck

I'm countin' 80 bands at the moment runnin' up a check

I don't make plans until you do more than pay me my respect

Fresh to death gotta play Russian Roulette just to get dressed

No mo' 'Fake Friends' had to pull that knife up out my back

I'd rather make trends over followin' somebody steps

Long as my daughter drippin' swag and my lady lookin' blessed

You look like you mad and I look like I really ain't impressed

Life is a rollercoaster

Went from a local joker now i'm a locomotive

Put it the work, I used to hope for a bonus

Never got no promotion, so I hit the kitchen

Whippin' the potent potion had 'em all overdosin'

I had to go for broke and cut off

Some of the one's I held the closest