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Whack Friends(working on)
- How many friends do i have it doesnt matter
- as long as i got people in my corner who'll follow me up this ladder
- yes i've seen your true intentions, honestly you think i would
- mention this to you, nah homie lets see how you act,
- and what you do
- when i switch up the way that i act around you
- you say whats up i nod my head and continue walking
- you're immature ass dont stop talking
- dont put yourself in a position where i gotta call my homies send them
- on a mission now your momma pickin coffins oh shit low blow?
- nah man you just dont know so i wouldnt even pick up the phone
- you're a waste of a text, waste of my breathe you are live with
- the young man coming correct, something you need to check
- whack,
- contradict yourself a lot and thats a fact but you dont see it
- you cant say sorry cause you never mean it, your minor demeanor
- makes me your leader cause a minimal mindset will not conquer mine yet
- i feel myself, it is'nt selfish if i need the help
- one day all i might have is me, so obviously i gotta be head on shoulders
- screwed tight doing life right so its not trife light up every night with a
- doink, dont have to smoke but it keeps my mind on point like this laser
- speak too loud it might be hovered over you like a taser, call me
- magic eraser the way they couldnt place me at the scene
- one man but its like i own a whole team of me's loud and screaming
- back at me, shut up grab a pump shotgun split my cabbage to catastrophe
- oh so you gotta dead beat dad, i know people worse off living off one check
- a month better yet, depressed in stupper thinkin about everyone i've left
- you think that you have it bad, try eating naps for breakfast lunch
- and dinner dont get sad,
- try getting kicked out of your mommas house in mid winter
- with no where to go i swear i lost my mind years ago but i aint no fucking
- fool to be played with, i wised up grown up now having a goodyear rolling
- down the pavement, motha fucka why you waivin like im really gonna stop
- let you get in to go cop smoke some tree, fuck that alone i'd rather be
- your problems mean nothing to me, complain complain just makes it worse
- i make it work yeah i know imma jerk, nah imma asshole covered in dirt
- here to hurt you, break you down and then desert you
- leave you stranded with no ride when its past your curfew
- go and break a few dutches down with my small crew
- in reality its only maybe one or two people
- i can still fuck with on a daily basis
- thats my mom and my dad since i was young they separated
- momma cheated daddy and i felt so much pain
- set up to be jaded but i see no rain
- life is a bitch and i prefer mine not to be hated but jealousy fills em
- guess thats why im named Phil son, you never understand the problems
- underlying which would kill some one who wasnt meant for a life like this
- movie's couldnt capture it in a 3 hour box office hit with millions of dollars
- poured into the flick, shouldnt think about my past its just like a record
- yeah they went outta style but its still cool to collect em,
- listen to a vinyl and then focus on ascension
- lessons are everywhere and losing friends a blessing
- so when you dont hear from ever again i know you wont be stressin
- thats all goodie you a square please dont come around me here you
- gonna end up lying somewhere you aint gonna wanna be found
- so dont get immature when you hear me lay this down for you
- sorry its not my fault your a clown, true and there's nothin you could
- do to really change that, all i do is state facts you're fake and thats
- a wrap, no black and mild theres no glue to bind me and you
- to a friendship man im glad spoke out to end this but you
- still gonna be mad cause of the verbal shots that im sendin
- if you get your head out of the asshole you glorify so much you might
- hear song and wanna spark shit up, and i'd be ready for war
- so dont even think about sendin mommy to my door
- ill slam it in her face, nah i wouldnt open up, got her face on the ring
- app like yeah bitch whats up, oh thats far but i dont give a fuck cause
- i got a car and a license too, seems to me you're just a loser dude
- i got nothin left to say to the unmotivated you im fuckin through
- through
- im fuckin through
- through
- im fuckin through
- speak up on a mic or i cant respect you
- talkin big shit how wanna rap too
- i didnt hate then but now im going to
- only cause what you do is stoop to a lower level
- and i wont even try it imma stick to my highest ground
- so fck off and just dont come around.
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