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Testo Friends From Everywhere - ian

Testo della canzone Friends From Everywhere (ian), tratta dall'album 2005

We finna go get high and lyin', twin

Talk 'bout life and shit like that

Damn, damn

Damn, I got friends from everywhere, not one of 'em got my back for real

E'rything just got quiet, I'm fucked up bad, and I still come back from this

Cool on a bitch, I'm smooth, I practice this, I ain't had to take class for shit

Remember the hos, the blows, the woes, the foes, we had to get past for this

I went from grams to ounces to pounds to bells and still won't pass the shit

I wish grams could make it to one of my shows and see where I'm at and shit

I'm not mad, but I've been real upset that we couldn't manage this

We had plans to go somewhere and grow old, you takin' that back already?

Fucked up bad, I just realized my plug the one I was callin' to jam

Like, shouldn't I have more friends, or someone I love that I should be callin' instead?

I held shit down with no hope

Boy, stand your ground and don't choke

Pray for my dawg, he found help

Prayin' for my mom, I'm not there no more

I was still breathin', but I'm really tired

Baby, uh, I'm just tweakin', I didn't mean that part

Boy, go lock up them feelings, you got business now

Evil don't stop, just seein' that evil once you been around

Damn, I got friends from everywhere, not one of 'em got my back for real

E'rything just got quiet, I'm fucked up bad, and I still come back from this

Tell a bitch cut out the fashion tips, you ain't seen life to the maximum

I save a life with this bag I'm in, bitch can't see it now, I feel bad for her

Damn, I'm trippin', why the fuck when I take it to distance?

I'm here for a bag, you here for a bag, why the fuck is you treatin' me different?

I could be on my last, my team on my back, I'ma book 'til my feet go missin'

I got three on the dash, I flee in that Track', I'ma beat 'til the street look different (what?)

I was still breathin', but I'm really tired

Yeah, uh, I'm just tweakin', I didn't mean that part

Go lock up them feelings, you got business now

Evil don't stop, just seein' that evil once you been around

I got friends from everywhere and don't none of them got my

I got friends from everywhere and don't none of them got my

Baby up, blowin' my phone up

Prolly not

Hello?

Credits
Writer(s): Ian Smith, Kate Nash, Arick Carter Mackins, Cyrick Palmer, Aaron Austin Mackins
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