Boog, Quony Boy - Fake Friends Lyrics

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Fuck fake friends
I hate to make amends
I was down bad on my ass lost 8bands
And I cried when I got the call when dey killed my mans
Fuck fake friends
I hate to make amends
When I was, down bad on my ass I lost 8 bands (Damn)
And I cried, when I got the call when dey killed my mans
With my back against the wall I stood all 10
Then when I thought I lost it all I lost it all again
I been losing so much I thought I'd neva win
Take chances in dis life, everyday I sin
We was sliding on thick ice doctor say chances slim
Told my brother farewell
Told my auntie farewell
Told my cousin farewell
Why the fuck my heart ain't heal
Cause that pain dis shit is real
Das why I keep my steel
Cause it's hot up in da field
Catching heat like Bradley Beal
We was shooting on dey blocks, das why dey couldn't post
We was losing all we got, das why we ain't have no hope
Dey was playing we was not, cause dis not no joke
Gun powder on my hand I tried to wash it off w/ soap
Know what I'm saying nigga
Know we stand on business
Lotta niggas come around
Dey ain't really on the same shit you on
Dey don't wanna move how you move
Dey don't stick how you stick
You know what I mean
Shit
That's why I say
You know what I'm saying
That's why I say fuck em
Fuck fake friends
I hate to make amends
When I was, down bad on my ass I lost eight bands (Damn)
And I cried, when I got the call when dey killed my mans
With my back against the wall I stood all ten
And when I thought I lost it all
I lost it all again
I been losing so much I thought I'd never win
And all the prayin' I do you'd think I never sin
And all this shit that I'm drinkin'
You'd think this cup filled with hen
But it's that mud got me feelin' right
One or two more sprites might get me through the night
Vision blurred I'm swervin', runnin' lights
Busting left's cause I ain't livin' right
I ain't going out, with out a fight
Collectin' checks to my last days
I spent too many earning stripes
Fuck fake friends
I hate to make amends
When I was, down bad on my ass I lost like 20 bands
And I cried when I got the call dat we lost our mans
And I promised myself that day, I never cry again
Huh
You can't spend yo time crying
You know, you gotta persevere through that shit
You gotta push
Cause them tears ain't gone help you
You gotta be strong
You gotta be willing to push forward
Ain't no type bullshit
It's really simple
You will be, what you make of yourself
Don't put yo faith in nobody else
Cause these niggas fraudulent
Trust yourself, You gone make it
Fuck fake friends (Fuck em)
I hate to make amends (Fuck em)
When I was, down bad on my ass I lost 8 bands
And I cried, when I got the call when dey killed my mans
With my back against the wall I stood all 10
I stood all 10
I stood all 10
I stood all 10
Fuck Fake Friends
Fuck Fake Friends

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Fuck fake friends
I hate to make amends
I was down bad on my ass lost 8bands
And I cried when I got the call when dey killed my mans
Fuck fake friends
I hate to make amends
When I was, down bad on my ass I lost 8 bands (Damn)
And I cried, when I got the call when dey killed my mans
With my back against the wall I stood all 10
Then when I thought I lost it all I lost it all again
I been losing so much I thought I'd neva win
Take chances in dis life, everyday I sin
We was sliding on thick ice doctor say chances slim
Told my brother farewell
Told my auntie farewell
Told my cousin farewell
Why the fuck my heart ain't heal
Cause that pain dis shit is real
Das why I keep my steel
Cause it's hot up in da field
Catching heat like Bradley Beal
We was shooting on dey blocks, das why dey couldn't post
We was losing all we got, das why we ain't have no hope
Dey was playing we was not, cause dis not no joke
Gun powder on my hand I tried to wash it off w/ soap
Know what I'm saying nigga
Know we stand on business
Lotta niggas come around
Dey ain't really on the same shit you on
Dey don't wanna move how you move
Dey don't stick how you stick
You know what I mean
Shit
That's why I say
You know what I'm saying
That's why I say fuck em
Fuck fake friends
I hate to make amends
When I was, down bad on my ass I lost eight bands (Damn)
And I cried, when I got the call when dey killed my mans
With my back against the wall I stood all ten
And when I thought I lost it all
I lost it all again
I been losing so much I thought I'd never win
And all the prayin' I do you'd think I never sin
And all this shit that I'm drinkin'
You'd think this cup filled with hen
But it's that mud got me feelin' right
One or two more sprites might get me through the night
Vision blurred I'm swervin', runnin' lights
Busting left's cause I ain't livin' right
I ain't going out, with out a fight
Collectin' checks to my last days
I spent too many earning stripes
Fuck fake friends
I hate to make amends
When I was, down bad on my ass I lost like 20 bands
And I cried when I got the call dat we lost our mans
And I promised myself that day, I never cry again
Huh
You can't spend yo time crying
You know, you gotta persevere through that shit
You gotta push
Cause them tears ain't gone help you
You gotta be strong
You gotta be willing to push forward
Ain't no type bullshit
It's really simple
You will be, what you make of yourself
Don't put yo faith in nobody else
Cause these niggas fraudulent
Trust yourself, You gone make it
Fuck fake friends (Fuck em)
I hate to make amends (Fuck em)
When I was, down bad on my ass I lost 8 bands
And I cried, when I got the call when dey killed my mans
With my back against the wall I stood all 10
I stood all 10
I stood all 10
I stood all 10
Fuck Fake Friends
Fuck Fake Friends