Fake Friends

Yo Yo Yo One Four Eight Three to the Three to the Six to the Nine Representing the ABQ Waddup Beyatch? I ain't got no room for no Fake Friends I been on my own always lookin where the play at Pillys in the morning got me feeling like a patient Skinny but I told that I'm hungry tryna make ends I ain't in the mood for no face tatts I just need a bitch matching me make it make sense I been waiting a long time for the weekend When shots of hennessy come around ill prolly take 10 And these bottles got me spinning and the Clock is still spinning It's been plenty hours later let me Count my mistakes up I keep looking for em pesos but my Times often wastin There's a nascar in my head tho cause my Mind still racing hoe Baby always tell me I'm impatient Only for the money and the cudi give me more baby I ain't really into all that lame shit Current situation kinda wack but I'ma make it Heard you got your bape at the flea bro I ain't gone hate but just know it ain't the same Cause I'm in a shark head in the deep end Need a bad bitch that's just always playing defense I just ain't the same as you Don't know what I been through 2022 I spent it all inside my fucking stu I just ain't the same as you Told you I'm recession proof Road running had to cut it short that's for loony tunes And I never told the truth Yeah not once in all the statements Like you was penny pinchin I sold narcos for them payments Was hibernating em feeling now I'm peeling off them layers Hanging out with fakes yeah that'd prolly be more dangerous Count up 32 plus got 1 up in the chamber I just need my money lookin taller than wilt chamberlain I'm a super star but you're too far away to fucking see me You can't be me all my scars make me unique, you best believe it Ugh Aye