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jhl – not your friends lyrics

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[verse 1: jhl]
i’m taking his face again
these n+ggas are not your friends
i got a bad b+tch she a ten
talking bout wok and it’s not in your cup
don’t try no funny sh+t, i make em duck
i got the glizzy, and i keep it tucked
f+ck ’round with me while them clips to yo dome
he walkin outside and he won’t make it home
and don’t call my line, ain’t got time on the phone
i hopped off the porch and they said that boy grown

[verse 2: kierre]
uh, know what these f+ck n+ggas on
me and n+ggas still spinning bin
uh, i turn some friends into foes
uh, then i make sure that they dead
these n+ggas tipping they talk to the fеds
ex b+tch hitting my phone acting petty
three glocks on me likе ed, edd, & eddy
try to rob me and get hit with confetti
free all my n+ggas thats locked in the celly
dmv n+ggas we rocking that h+lly
[verse 3: jhl]
b+tch they call me jhl, and they wish me well
cause the shots will never tell
if your life was on the line, and you really fell
surely never to a sh+ll

[verse 4: kierre]
uh, we coming straight outta h+ll
i’m in the stu and i’m cranking with jhl
you said you a trapper ain’t making no sales
and yo mans in the box cause you can’t afford bail
kierre on the beat, gotta go super saiyan
i slap a n+gga for sh+t that he saying
i need some rich white neighbors
the type that could make a complaint and then get yo house raided
i’m bouta find me a spot out decatur
i’m bouta buy up some land get some acres

[verse 5: jhl & kierre]
i’m in the field catching plays like i’m brady
step back to the three and then shoot like i’m tracy
these n+ggas so broke they be shopping at macy’s
i got a snow bunny, i’m calling her hailey
these n+ggas fake and that sh+t do not phase me
i’m a real n+gga it’s hard to amaze me
you better know that you never gon change me
i’m tryna make me a play on the daily
yo mans got a problem, his momma can’t save him
these n+ggas be fakin bout lives they portrayin’
i’m countin up chicken, i’m not talking calories
zooted as sh+t, i think i’m switching galaxies
the life that i live is behind the mentality
and f+ck all the feds doin’ police brutality
these crackers be trippin, i think they tryn’ challenge me
she think i’m a king so she call me your majesty
she all on the tip why the f+ck is she mad at me
survived in the fire and lived in a tragedy
and peace to my n+ggas, i know they would k!ll for me



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