I Miss My Friends

Makin music fun and shit but i miss doin this with my friends Thought that we was gon be niggas and that we was gon be chillin till the end Told em I was movin and they start to cut me off Like we wasn't friends It's whatever though, I keep it movin Lotta times I sit back and think about the shit that we did Makin music, sellin weed, gettin drunk at the beach and road trips Lotta good memories, why them bridges have to burn so quick In like 4 years it was only once that we tripped over a bitch To be honest man i still can't believe why I did that shit But it's over now I'm movin on It's just a song, that I write, when i'm wrong Don't like it? move along It's like a minute long song You a snake, bein charmed And you bout to get harmed Worldstar bout to be like "what the f*ck is goin on?" "This nigga kinda broly strong" Light switch turned on Turn it off go back to calm Beat my meat fingers and palm Energy to mow the lawn Playin chess i'm keepin pawns Like Badu On and On Playin games, Respawn You look like a pair of tongs Hella skinny, Hella long...