Friends From Everywhere Lyrics by ian
We finna go get *** and lyin’, twin
Talk about life and *** like that
Damn, damn
Damn, I got friends from everywhere, not one of them got my back for real
Everything just got quiet, I’m *** up bad and I still come back from this
Cool on a ***, I’m smooth, I practice this, I ain’t had to take class for ***
Remember the hoes, the blows, the woes, the foes, we had to get past for this
I went from grams to ounces to pounds to bells and still won’t pass the ***
I wish Grams could make it to one of my shows and see where I’m at and ***
I’m not mad, but I’ve been real upset that we couldn’t manage this
We had plans to go somewhere and grow old, you takin’ that back already?
*** up bad, I just realized my plug the one I was callin’ to jam
Like, shouldn’t I have more friends, or someone I love that I should be callin’ instead?
I held *** down with no hope
Boy, stand your ground and don’t choke
Pray for my dog, he found help
Praying for my mom, I’m not there no more
I was still breathin’, but I’m really tired
Baby, uh, I’m just tweakin’, I didn’t mean that part
Boy, go lock up them feelings, you got business now
Evil don’t stop, just seein’ that evil once you been around
Damn, I got friends from everywhere, not one of them got my back for real
Everything just got quiet, I’m *** up bad and I still come back from this
Tell a *** cut out the fashion tips, you ain’t seen life to the maximum
I save a life with this bag I’m in, *** can’t see it now, I feel bad for her
Damn, I’m trippin’, why the *** when I take it to distance?
I’m here for a bag, you here for a bag, why the *** is you treatin’ me different?
I could be on my last, my team on my back, I’ma book ’til my feet go missing
I got three on the dash, I flee in that Track’, I’ma beat ’til the street look different (What?)
I was still breathin’, but I’m really tired
Yeah, uh, I’m just tweakin’, I didn’t mean that part
Go lock up them feelings, you got business now
Evil don’t stop, just seein’ that evil once you been around
I got friends from everywhere and don’t none of them got my—
I got friends from everywhere and don’t none of them got my—
Baby up, blowin’ my phone up
Prolly not
Hello?