jeleel - friends (feat. doji boy) lyrics
fake friends, they don’t even make friends
to hold me down man that sh-t don’t even make sense
don’t come around when that money make enough cents
my money smooth but we stay around the rough ends
i be whippin, b-tches trippin
acrobatic, money flippin
saline, get to filling
got these n-gg-s in they feelings
haters name up on my docket
got these b-tches in my pocket
all these bags, imma stop it
say i’m fake, polly pocket
i’m a rocket b-tch i take off
one migo to takeoff
these b-tches need a shift cover tell them to takeoff
im giving them the pink slip and tell them to layoff
im breaking every chain until theres nothing to break off
say that they my friends but they never show up
thats why i’m cleaning out my phone so they never show up
you can save all the excuse im done with the sh-t
and imma tell the whole world so you can run with the sh-t
you say you busy making goals and be counting them figures
but i make the same amount just for riding with n-gg-s
before i make you feel annoyed or i make you feel buggy
don’t compare me to others b-tch my name is michauli
fake friends, they don’t even make friends
to hold me down man that sh-t don’t even make sense
don’t come around when that money make enough cents
my money smooth but we stay around the rough ends
yo, the name is doja how you doing? nice to meet ya
nah, not really. let me school you like a teacher
n-gg-s don’t practice what they preach just like the preachers
take notes. open your ears, sit in the bleachers yea
im sick of fakes they be flakin’ out and fraudin’
im sick of snakes they be staking out in gardens
circles getting small old friends thought it dissolvin’
but all my real bicthes eating, we never starving
im loyal. as long as i breathe best believe
whats yours is mine. that is what its supposed to be whole heartedly
but they not cut from same clout liffenin’
fake luxury from the gram is just too much for me
focused on the green. the peppermint collecting checks like government got you pinned like the n-gg-s i f-cked
i don’t buck if it ain’t bout a buck
but just your luck i been growing it but you know w-ssup b-tch
fake friends, they don’t even make friends
to hold me down man that sh-t don’t even make sense
don’t come around when that money make enough cents
my money smooth but we stay around the rough ends
fake friends, they don’t even make friends
to hold me down man that sh-t don’t even make sense
don’t come around when that money make enough cents
my money smooth but we stay around the rough ends
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