Skillz - Fake Friends lyrics
[Skillz - Fake Friends lyrics]
You call me a friend as you
Pull out a knife you stab me in the back not
Once but twice friends for
Life but that's a straight up
Lie you got a clue
About ride or die i'm surrounded
By wolves that are
Dressed like sheep telling me lies dry
Snitching on me claiming it
Wasn't you behind the line up
Glass you straight pointed
At me to save your own
As i'd rather sweat buckets
To search out peach then spilling
Gallons of blood fighting
Demons in me the battle continues frighten
The anger within it's a
Full time job dealing with FAKE
ASS FRIENDS every time
I think i know what you'll do next you end up
Selling me out for a yard or less you made
You a dollar so i'm screaming again
Your a striaght up punk
A FAKE ASS FRIEND i can sit and formulate a
Plan in my head take a
Sniper shot make your FAKE
ASS DEAD now i'm on the run a fugitive
At large ain't a FAKE ASS FRIEND
Around worth taking a charge
Their a dime a dozen you
Can find them anywhere just
Don't be fooled because it's a
Buyer beware it's a known
Street rule don't say it wasn't
Said because FAKE ASS
FRIENDS usually wined up dead but i'll
Take what GOD gave me
Common sense and walk away it's
A soft ass move
But i'll write another day not
Locked up covered up dealing
With my sins ain't nothing
Wrong with cutting of
FAKE ASS FRIENDS ain't a chick or
Dude around that can relate
To what i'm saying we all
Had friends who were
Striaght perpetrating saying they got are
Back all the way to
The end same ole same ole just a FAKE ASS
FRIEND so now i ride solo i
Know it's a risk if
Push comes to shove i'll add my girl to the
List now i'm rich and famous
And wanna make amends but
As i told you before fuck FAKE ASS FRIENDS!
Pull out a knife you stab me in the back not
Once but twice friends for
Life but that's a straight up
Lie you got a clue
About ride or die i'm surrounded
By wolves that are
Dressed like sheep telling me lies dry
Snitching on me claiming it
Wasn't you behind the line up
Glass you straight pointed
At me to save your own
As i'd rather sweat buckets
To search out peach then spilling
Gallons of blood fighting
Demons in me the battle continues frighten
The anger within it's a
Full time job dealing with FAKE
ASS FRIENDS every time
I think i know what you'll do next you end up
Selling me out for a yard or less you made
You a dollar so i'm screaming again
Your a striaght up punk
A FAKE ASS FRIEND i can sit and formulate a
Plan in my head take a
Sniper shot make your FAKE
ASS DEAD now i'm on the run a fugitive
At large ain't a FAKE ASS FRIEND
Around worth taking a charge
Their a dime a dozen you
Can find them anywhere just
Don't be fooled because it's a
Buyer beware it's a known
Street rule don't say it wasn't
Said because FAKE ASS
FRIENDS usually wined up dead but i'll
Take what GOD gave me
Common sense and walk away it's
A soft ass move
But i'll write another day not
Locked up covered up dealing
With my sins ain't nothing
Wrong with cutting of
FAKE ASS FRIENDS ain't a chick or
Dude around that can relate
To what i'm saying we all
Had friends who were
Striaght perpetrating saying they got are
Back all the way to
The end same ole same ole just a FAKE ASS
FRIEND so now i ride solo i
Know it's a risk if
Push comes to shove i'll add my girl to the
List now i'm rich and famous
And wanna make amends but
As i told you before fuck FAKE ASS FRIENDS!