Testo Friends - Yungen feat. Konan & DVS
Testo della canzone Friends (Yungen feat. Konan & DVS), tratta dall'album Project Black & Red (Deluxe)
Lord can you save me from my friends
I can deal with my enemies
When I'm doing well, when they need something
The only time they remember me
And I know that ain't how it's meant to be
So tell them don't mention me
I kept it real from the start
From your friends in the park
They ain't never had to question me
I'm like fuck all of that cool shit
With a man that I ain't cool with
Stab wounds in my back from even people I went school with
They rather see you fall than ball, I'm lucky I'm the fall kid
Shit, we could've balled together
You mess with paigons, you're a paigon
I tell man straight blatant
I've got a heart of gold
Money will turn your friends Satan
I don't turn up to no birthdays
I ain't in these pictures raving
I'm out here dream chasing
While these clowns are looking ratings
Talking behind my back
Thinking them hoes ain't running back
All that pillow talking, you forget to cover tracks
I'm fucking while you talking
I'm like fuck you, why you talking?
All the fake smiles and shit is getting boring
Heartbroken and disappointed when you think they're one of yours
And how do I stay grounded when they're praying on my floss
So it's back to chip changing all the time
Cause I'd rather lose a friend than have a paigon on my line
Lord can you save me from my friends
I can deal with my enemies
When I'm doing well, when they need something
The only time they remember me
And I know that ain't how it's meant to be
So tell them don't mention me
From the fist fight days when I never had a weapon
I am loyal to my niggas, they ain't never had to question me
But shit be looking different now I'm looking from the top
Lord protect me from my friends, I can take care of the opps
Keep it real, if you're fake don't film it
I've gotta killer hate or the hate gon' kill me
These niggas keep talking, I keep on getting richer
I see my enemies and they wanna take a picture
They say that I should tweet more
Man I'm like fuck 'em
36 Floors sucked off by the suckers
You're hollering at my old girls, I don't even want 'em
I'm in the penthouse, sat on brown, crisp and foreign
They don't know 'bout these long days
They don't know 'bout these hard nights
They don't know 'bout these long
Fights and wrong rights and hard lives
Tryna see a change but all I see is killers
Protect me from my friends cause I know they the realest
Lord can you save me from my friends
I can deal with my enemies
When I'm doing well, when they need something
The only time they remember me
And I know that ain't how it's meant to be
So tell them don't mention me
Credits
Writer(s): Karl Wilson, Eyobed Getachew, Clive Alderman Brooks
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