Fake Friends

[Intro]

Yeah

[Verse 1]

I know the love fake, but still convince myself it's real

I just told brodie [?] and we back in the field

Brodie ain't down for no reason, this shit do or kill

He try to snake behind my back, but he died on the drill

Don't need no feels, [?] my mind and tell ya how I feel

Can't open up to my bitch, I'm scared to tell her how I feel

She know this shit is real, she know when shit get real

Too many blood and tears, too many shedded tears, too many shedded tears

Way too much blood and tears, oh yeah (Ayy)

Gotta watch my back for all my fake friends (Yeah)

This [?] leather came with snake skin

Pretty close I [?] don't let them snakes in

Fuck what they sayin', fuck all fake friends, oh yeah

[Hook]

Price on your head and I slide for you

How you want me dead when I'd die for you?

You [?] my brother, but I'd cry for you

You went to war with all them niggas

[?] want my smoke, but I'd still ride for you

And deep down I know you ain't never do the same for me (Ayy)

It's makin' mixed sense

Guess it's just a price I pay for all my fake friends

Guess it's just a price I pay for all my fake friends

It can make sense, it can make sense

[Verse 2]

Ayy, late night ride into the hood, gotta keep the thing tucked (Okay)

Niggas know how to play with us 'cause we [?] dangerous (Okay)

Just for the sake of the money, the fame, the love is all I wanted

Ayy, brodie pull up in a [?] tryna go—, tryna go [?]

Brodie said, "Fuck them niggas" and stood on his word, lil' brodie ain't sparin' nothin'

I was [?] broski [?], sayin', "Fuck it, I'm stayin' here all summer"

I was all ears when the beef got real and the block got hot, had to move my momma (Phew)

[?] perkys too bad [?] my grandma

I was heartbroke down bad and [?] like it was just me and [?]

Do you remember? Do you remember?

Do you remember? Oh girl, I remember (Yeah)

[?] like last December, it was the coldest winter, oh, I remember, oh

[Hook]

Price on your head and I slide for you

How you want me dead when I'd die for you?

You [?] my brother, but I'd cry for you

You went to war with all them niggas

[?] want my smoke, but I'd still ride for you

And deep down I know you ain't never do the same for me (Ayy)

It's makin' mixed sense

Guess it's just a price I pay for all my fake friends

Guess it's just a price I pay for all my fake friends

It can make sense, it can make sense