B.o.B, WurlD - Fake Friends lyrics

Hello friend, how you been?
I know we've been lost and out of touch
We were young, and we both sinned
We've been on a road that has no way out
For the first time I can say
Middle finger to the world
For the first time I can say
Middle finger to the world

There's dirt on my name 'cuz I'm
A diamond in the rough
My cup runneth over it's time
To get a bigger cup
Lookin' for innocence in a
World that's corrupt
Can a nigga just adjust?
I don't have a lot of friends I
Just know a lot of people
So numb to backstabbers all I
Feel is pins and needles
Perception is reality depends how
They receive you anyone can sell a story it
Depends if they believe you
I, I never doubt shit
Don't know where the ground went
Lookin' for peace
On some lost and found shit
Don't let other people's opinions
Overshadow your own feelings
All I, all I all I see is vultures
So many posers out there all
I see is sculptures
All I, all I all I see is vultures
People who love they job more
Than they love the culture makin' decisions
On who gets to listen or how many spins
Rap politicians fuck a chart this is art
Poison dart to your heart
Are you ready on your mark?
On a voyage I embark

Hello friend, how you been?
I know we've been lost and out of touch
We were young, and we both sinned
We've been on a road that has no way out
For the first time I can say
Middle finger to the world
For the first time I can say
Middle finger to the world

Ain't no rap battlin' sack-straddlin'
Check tattlin' back paddlin'
Whack talentless half masculine bitch
Niggas' hands out to get helped
Out 'til they switch how foul can it get?
Damn look how they hated the
Monster that they created
The sponsors I used to have
Are no longer negotiatin'
Never would smoke on camera them
Commas was always baitin' me
Livin' two different lives the battle
Was to escape it, huh
I'd-I'd rather be a tree-rolling weed-smoking
Jet setting over three oceans
Blue bank roll cheese folding
Haters watch as they keep trollin'
Fake news I'mma keep scrolling
'Cuz when it comes to conspiracies
My nigga, I'm like the spokesman
So I hit them flows
Over hi hats that sound like bicycle spokes
Breakin' societal code watch out lil' ho
Said watch out lil' ho trustin' these hoes
Is slicker than driving in snow
Bitches might lose control
Or they might hit this pole
I ain't wifin' them though
They lookin' for hubbies like Findin' Nemo
Wit' my day ones on this side of the ropes
And the rest of the world can kiss my ass
Mistletoe

Hello friend, how you been?
I know we've been lost and out of touch
We were young, and we both sinned
We've been on a road that has no way out
For the first time I can say
Middle finger to the world
For the first time I can say
Middle finger to the world