Fake Friends (feat. Unkle Stro)

Jones Lyfe you heard Y'all know who it is I say no mo' no mo' no mo' No mo' fake friends had to put my foot up they neck I'm countin' 80 bands at the moment runnin' up a check I don't make plans until you do more than pay me my respect Fresh to death gotta play Russian Roulette just to get dressed No mo' fake friends had to pull that knife up out my back I'd rather make trends over followin' somebody steps Long as my daughter drippin' swag and my lady lookin' blessed You look like you mad and I look like I really ain't impressed Stop the press brodie lookin' stressed gone and puff sum You not invited do the math B who brought this plus one I was posted up on corners you ain't see no bus come They stopped manufacturing the cloth that I'm cut from Pop a cap quick as pain killers if I ain't feelin' em (Numb) In my hood like a construction zone they always drNllin' sum Tryna finesse a finesser I left em lookin' really dumb Moonwalker drip I get the swag from Area 51 Got em big mad, keep a L but I ain't ever losin' Got the big bag ballin' out in public like nudist This not a diss track I don't convert to bull (Convertible) I'm way to ruthless (Roofless) when you this fast you can put em in 'park' for your 'amusement' life's a 'rollercoaster' Went from a local joker now i'm a locomotive Put it the work, I used to hope for a bonus Never got no promotion, So I hit the kitchen Whippin' the potent potion had 'em all overdosin' I had to go for broke and cut off Some of the one's I held the closest No mo' fake friends had to put my foot up they neck I'm countin' 80 bands at the moment runnin' up a check I don't make plans until you do more than pay me my respect Fresh to death gotta play Russian Roulette just to get dressed No mo' 'Fake Friends' had to pull that knife up out my back I'd rather make trends over followin' somebody steps Long as my daughter drippin' swag and my lady lookin' blessed You look like you mad and I look like I really ain't impressed I say no mo' no mo' no mo' No mo' handouts no more free promo I say no mo' no mo' no mo' Laying up for the bucket I might pull it from the logo I can't make a friend, cause I ain't a friend I stay away Cause in the end I might just hate a friend, they don't pay the rent I'm great at taking wins, making M's, while they go make pretend And I'll make yo ole lady my new latest trend You ain't exempt, you can't play the pimp I'm the greatest I'm the main event Haters hate that I don't cater to' em let 'em hate it then I don't pay attention my attention got an atm I just think a friend, might get in the way I'm makin' sense You wanted to know? If something money was owed Nobody wanted to know But all of the money is goin' to Unkle Stro You owe my flow a bonus, all up in yo emotions Folks don't know that, it's only one component I know homies, really just want yo moment Bogus-logna homie we the Joneses We play roll up on 'em smokin' on opponents N*'s foldin', snappin' like a photo this a golden moment So I don't condone a row with phony homies Bro my only homies were my omens I let go my omens I coupe solo (Ahhh) No mo' 'Fake Friends' had to put my foot up they neck I'm countin' 80 bands at the moment runnin' up a check I don't make plans until you do more than pay me my respect Fresh to death gotta play Russian Roulette just to get dressed No mo' 'Fake Friends' had to pull that knife up out my back I'd rather make trends over followin' somebody steps Long as my daughter drippin' swag and my lady lookin' blessed You look like you mad and I look like I really ain't impressed Life is a rollercoaster Went from a local joker now i'm a locomotive Put it the work, I used to hope for a bonus Never got no promotion, so I hit the kitchen Whippin' the potent potion had 'em all overdosin' I had to go for broke and cut off Some of the one's I held the closest