Fake Friends Lyrics

I know my circle, no fake friends (Big O)

Got to the point where I don't make friends (I don't)

Keep it one hunnid, don't pretend (uhh)

They love me 'cause how I treat them (too much)

It's getting cold in the streets

I got the heat, so we stay in

Say what you want about me (say it)

But don't act like we can stay friends

After the bag, gotta figure out what my family gon' eat

Worry 'bout the outfit or status, lil' bro, I promise you it ain't that deep

If we got history, I don't got sympathy

Up in my ear, shit sound like a symphony

To-to-to-toss the cap straight out the window, when I write, I don't do hyperbole or simile

I pull up, hop out the two-door

Blocking the streets, can't get around me

Peep the opps talkin' bout loopholes

They ain't like me, they don't see what I see

All gas no brakes

When I step on the court, on my back, that's a 24 (swish)

I keep a drake

When I finish the verse, run the whole country like Trudeau

They didn't believe in me

But God did, she did, and I did

Flew her out to Orlando and showed her some magic

Turn around, fuck me a bad bitch (bad one)

Got somethin' on her face, in her eyelids

She said, "Baby, why you so savage?" (21)

Cause I don't wanna be like 'em, tragic

I know my circle, no fake friends (Big O)

Got to the point where I don't make friends (I don't)

Keep it one hunnid, don't pretend (uhh)

They love me 'cause how I treat them (too much)

It's getting cold in the streets

I got the heat, so we stay in

Say what you want about me (say it)

But don't act like we can stay friends

After the bag, gotta figure out what my family gon' eat

Worry 'bout the outfit or status, lil' bro, I promise you it ain't that deep

If we got history, I don't got sympathy

Up in my ear, shit sound like a symphony

To-to-to-toss the cap straight out the window, when I write, I don't do hyperbole or simile

They ask what I do, I don't say a word

I don't got time, cause I'm tryna make it work

Gotta put myself first (that's right)

Been sober I don't got thirst

When it comes out, they won't get enough

Finna hear them play that shit in reverse

Took her shopping, copped a Prada purse

To me, that's light, I don't check the tag

But to some, that's a lot of work (check it)

New drip, shawty leave 'em thirsty

Three rounds, how she reimbursed me

Sometimes I wonder, would they still share my music if they didn't know me? (would they)

Got some shit to say or feeling a certain way, would they even show it? (okay)

I know my circle, no fake friends (Big O)

Got to the point where I don't make friends (I don't)

Keep it one hunnid, don't pretend (uhh)

They love me 'cause how I treat them (too much)

It's getting cold in the streets

I got the heat, so we stay in

Say what you want about me (say it)

But don't act like we can stay friends

After the bag, gotta figure out what my family gon' eat

Worry 'bout the outfit or status, lil' bro, I promise you it ain't that deep

If we got history, I don't got sympathy

Up in my ear, shit sound like a symphony

To-to-to-toss the cap straight out the window, when I write, I don't do hyperbole or simile