Things I Should've Told My Friends

[Chorus]

Things I should've told my friends

Though we all saw it and knew how this would end

Yet again, ending wasn't never understood

Word to killing everything we could and pray we're good

Said things I should've told my friends

Though we all saw it and knew how this would end

Yet again, ending wasn't never understood

Word to killing everything we could and pray we're good

[Verse 1]

In love with living like a song of mine

But know that living off the love is only borderline

And the lines left to get across to get you more could get you lost

So they said to bring a cross like they was talking lines

Mapping out the most heinous of a way in

And when you bottle your emotions like a weigh in

And waving at the thought of what they see in us, never really being us

Like we was saying, "Hi" when it was leaving us

The couple that believe in us is looking like the pair that we can stand on

And standing on your word is all that's left to put your hands on

My hands was on the wheel but we forgot to bring the cross

All the lines that they was talking 'bout was more than what we thought

Pray to God that he forgive us and he fuck with us the long way

'Cause we just want the room screaming, "Stronjay, Stronjay!"

Word to all the Jacquelines and all that we've attracted and

The fear that forgiveness ain't the only thing that matters and

It turns into the...

[Chorus]

Things I should've told my friends

Though we all saw it and knew how this would end

Yet again, ending wasn't never understood

Word to killing everything we could and pray we're good

Said things I should've told my friends

Though we all saw it and knew how this would end

Yet again, ending wasn't never understood

Word to killing everything we could and pray we're good

[Verse 2]

Uh and I'm perceived as sort of making it

Toast to all the imagery and all of the mistakes in it

Seeing is believing 'til you seen reciprocating it

Taught to hold the mirror up and never look away from it

And given what it means and everything that you can take from it

Holding out to try to find their place in it

And placing us with all the same models but the motives got a way with us

Shame how they be lifting up away from us

And loyalty of standing with your day ones, banners with your A1's

Nike gloves rolling hand in hand with where you came from

Finger prints smeared, ambition in the air

Hands twitching and you drifting off the rhythm of despair

'Cause we grew up the same but I had a couple ringers

Like my pops ain't never leave and my moms did every scene

So the story we was shooting stayed similar indeed

But my ending might've shifted even more than we perceived

On a long list of...

[Chorus]

Things I should've told my friends

Though we all saw it and knew how this would end

Yet again, ending wasn't never understood

Word to killing everything we could and pray we're good

Said things I should've told my friends

Though we all saw it and knew how this would end

Yet again, ending wasn't never understood

Word to killing everything we could and pray we're good

[Bridge]

The kid who moms had 2 jobs while she was raising him

His pops got his hands dirty tryna make a way for them

Outside looking more alluring everyday to him

Swear to God all of this could've went either way with him

Right? 'Cause street dreams are made of these

Your heroes push Beamers, Rovers and AMGs

A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a Ki

Everybody is looking for something

Street dreams are made of these

With shorties on their knees for Louboutin's and Celine

Who am I to disagree?

Everybody is looking for something