FAKE FRIENDS Lyrics

Got alotta fake friends

Got alotta fake friends

They hold you down when you up

Let you go when you down

Man it's hard to find them fake friends

When the ceiling coming down

They hold you down when you up

Let you go when you down

Never thought that you'd switch sides on me

Turn state or try and ride on me

Thought you'd stand up side to side homie

Guess I had the picture painted wrong

Yes it's true that when it rains it pours

I'm too real I let the fake perform

Only ride up in this lane I'm on

Homie

What about you

People always got they hands out

Looking like that ain't true

Like little Shawn in this muthafucka

I ain't fucking with you

Got alotta fake friends

Got alotta fake friends

They hold you down when you up

Let you go when you down

Man its hard to find them fake friends

When the ceiling coming down

They hold you down when you up

Let you go when you down

I got frenemies got alotta frenemies

I got frenemies got alotta frenemies

So many frenemies don't know who a friend of me

Use to answer every call but now they igging me

Back when city had it all I bet they kill for me

Bet Blake still mad his chic was feeling me

Fake friends do dirt turn snitch on you

Fake friends tuck they tail and turn bitch on you

Try to slide up in your main like she ain't fit for you

Snakes is born not made why would they be loyal

Phoney chic you only with him cause he spoil you

If it wasn't for the doe why would she know you

Smile in your face

Talk behind your back

Walking with a knife in they hand behind your back

Fuck them friends fuck them friends

Ain't too many real ones left but don't take them

Fuck them friends fuck them friends

Not too many real ones left so don't take them