Fake friends
• Written by Anonymous
You wasn't here when we needed you
You wasn't here when we needed you
Now that we got a table, no there is, no seat for you
Where was you at when we needed you
Where was you at when we needed you
Now that we got a table, there ain't no need for you
Niggas will do you dirty if you give em a chance
Fuck em I'm in the crib by myself hitting the money dance
Looking and feeling so certified in my stance
Bank teller behind the counter wrapping up some bands
Money in my hand I that I romance like we lived in France
You wasn't down with me then but now ya girl is a fan
Her your sister niece and even ya momma want a autograph too
Yeah this money here now but back then where the fuck was you
Fuck it I went and got it without you fake friends
All along envy hidden simple conversations I feel the tension
You and me was close we was brothers, now there distance
I'm only running after money and nigga I'm very persistent
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