Sunshine Christo - Best Friend lyrics
[Sunshine Christo - Best Friend lyrics]
Today on the show we have Nicole here
She has five children with six baby daddies
And she has no fucking idea
Who they belong to
She's been homeless for five years
And she's been addicted to crack
Cocaine the entire fucking time
I'm gonna have to send you
To the fucking ranch Nicole
You're going to the ranch!
(Uh oh, retard alert, retard alert)
My best friend is alive, not dead
Don't trust a nigga who only sees presidents
Money can get you so far
But what about your heart
Rich depressed niggas everywhere
And I won't be one of them
My nigga works at a skatepark
Bitches skating to my songs
My nigga sneaks 'em in the queue
And everyone goes along he helping me out
And I ain't even ask him to
Me and him talk everyday afterschool
Michigan's a nice state
And I ain't even been there
My homie located in da place
So I don't even care
My nigga saw me make my first songs
Everyday we talk
We twins in the realest sense
Brothers not friends won't split over shit
I'll die before we fall out
He know what I'm talking about
He know who he is
He knows me more than my family does
So he's like a sibling i got bad discipline
Been fighting drugs no one had my back
Except for my nigga i got a lot of friends
And yeah they are cool
But i'd sacrifice them all
If I hadda pick and choose
Bro wanted to rap with me
I said, "nah bro you're trash"
He downloaded FL Studio
Now he engineer my raps
Lot of niggas can flex this and that
But how many can flex that they got a friend
You can be in a clique but
Can you really depend on them?
I been in many groups
I always know how it ends
That's why I stay in DMs
Groups always tear apart
Cause niggas become jealous
I ain't jealous of my nigga
He's like my lil young apprentice
Told him I'd surprise him one day
So this song is his present
Aw that's cute you made a lil
Song for your best friend
Now get to fucking work loser
You got another beat left fucking idiot
She has five children with six baby daddies
And she has no fucking idea
Who they belong to
She's been homeless for five years
And she's been addicted to crack
Cocaine the entire fucking time
I'm gonna have to send you
To the fucking ranch Nicole
You're going to the ranch!
(Uh oh, retard alert, retard alert)
My best friend is alive, not dead
Don't trust a nigga who only sees presidents
Money can get you so far
But what about your heart
Rich depressed niggas everywhere
And I won't be one of them
My nigga works at a skatepark
Bitches skating to my songs
My nigga sneaks 'em in the queue
And everyone goes along he helping me out
And I ain't even ask him to
Me and him talk everyday afterschool
Michigan's a nice state
And I ain't even been there
My homie located in da place
So I don't even care
My nigga saw me make my first songs
Everyday we talk
We twins in the realest sense
Brothers not friends won't split over shit
I'll die before we fall out
He know what I'm talking about
He know who he is
He knows me more than my family does
So he's like a sibling i got bad discipline
Been fighting drugs no one had my back
Except for my nigga i got a lot of friends
And yeah they are cool
But i'd sacrifice them all
If I hadda pick and choose
Bro wanted to rap with me
I said, "nah bro you're trash"
He downloaded FL Studio
Now he engineer my raps
Lot of niggas can flex this and that
But how many can flex that they got a friend
You can be in a clique but
Can you really depend on them?
I been in many groups
I always know how it ends
That's why I stay in DMs
Groups always tear apart
Cause niggas become jealous
I ain't jealous of my nigga
He's like my lil young apprentice
Told him I'd surprise him one day
So this song is his present
Aw that's cute you made a lil
Song for your best friend
Now get to fucking work loser
You got another beat left fucking idiot