Dead Friends

Where my friends? They all dead Grandma told me Jesus Christ and those bands Those my friends, In my pockets They all dead I need money, I want Guap, I want bands Where my friends? They all dead In my pockets, those my friends Yeah they dead Grandma told me Jesus Christ and those bands Where my friends? They all dead Where my friends? They all dead I was stuck, I was trapped, on my ass I was stuck, I was lost, with no cash Now I'm chasing blue benjis, f*ck a friend I need the money, I need that shit daily Smooth like butter, I'm dripping like gravy F*ck what they saying I know that they hate me Told them sit down, yeah I know they can't stand me Lonely but I'm never alone Copycat niggas, these niggas be clones Strong motherfucking, I'm solid as stone F*ck all these rappers, can't F*ck with my flow I'm just gonna flex on these haters okay Niggas and bitches always worried about me Like I said before they gonna hate no debate Let's play a game like atari and wii Dead friends with me I count up the cake Dance with the money, I don't Harlem Shake F*ck with my daughter, you'll get shot in your face F*ck real friends, dead friends don't hate Where my friends? They all dead Run it up, to that money, count those bands Real friends, let them go, chase those bands Real Friends, let them go, my friends dead Where my friends? They all dead Grandma told me Jesus Christ and those bands Those my friends, In my pockets They all dead I need money, I want Guap, I want bands Where my friends? They all dead In my pockets, those my friends Yeah they dead Grandma told me Jesus Christ and those bands Where my friends? They all dead