The Thought, JÜNE, Smith the Poet - Like a Friend Lyrics

BLAQKNOIZ
FLVKO Beats
Yo

You just acting like a friend
You just acting like a friend
You a walking double standard, you where the rules can bend
You just acting like a friend

You offered a me a job, said you'd work around my schooling
Since we been cool since middle school, I don't suspect you're fooling
The job is work from home, and you live in Pomona
Oh shit, my squad is in Pomona, I oughta move over!
So I do, leave Dirty Dena for a job with friends
People I can trust to reliably get me my ends! (I hope)
Over the course of a month the job quadruples in scale
I had to drop a class just to make time for the sales
I asked for a raised, got half of what I'd asked (what?)
Then my hours doubled up again, I sat to do the math
I'm making like five on the hour, I'm looking at my dude
Like "what the fuck is going on?" I ain't try'na be rude
So they setting up a meeting at a yuppie Boba shop (whack)
Best believe I drove an hour, no overtime on top (whacker)
We talked about it, they made me out incompetent
When I'm the ocean keeping them afloat and continent
Get back to work on Monday, waiting on their decision
Spending up my paycheck, cause the clock has been ticking
They fire me on Friday, reimburse me a bill
His assistant made the call, cause he hadn't the will
He was my roommate, but I didn't see him for a week
When he showed up with a mutual friend to take my seat
I ain't got no beef with Connor, he just needed a job
But Riley's a pussy for how he handled the mop
After all this occurred, my decision was made
You don't work for another man if you wanna get paid
Even if your best friend who you known since sixth grade
Is offering a college scholarship to keep you a slave (damn)

You just acting like a friend
You just acting like a friend
You a walking double standard, you where the rules can bend
You just acting like a friend

Look, you could've won an Oscar (Actor)
For the way you played me out there in Oxnard
And got me robbed by your fucking partner
Wanted to off ya, but your mom's was good people
And your old lady had just gotten news of your daughter
Would've been awful, if I woulda came back with a
Max SK and sprayed that day, but nigga, I ain't a monster
Money can be replaced, but the foul taste of your fake ways
My man, they can never wash off (Never)
Unlike my hands, with two-faced friends, we must disband
Aaron, you are no longer Mafia (you out)
Finally airing you out proper (check)
Never rat on your friends
And always keep your mouth shut in questioning
You niggas must have never had that lesson, then
Never underestimated, just over-trusted them, these niggas ain't your kin
Yo, you can loan that man a thousand dollars
And sometimes that's the cost of seeing, if he's really even a fellow mobster
That's a seasoned lesson, taught by me
For the right price, you can have a fake friend relieved from the team
Cause if they the homie, on me, you gon' get that back
And if he a real one, he gon' add the Vig to that (that's the Vig, baby)
It's so complicated, this little thing of ours
Two-facedness, get your face left next
To the fish that's shaped like a star, say word

You just acting like a friend
You just acting like a friend
You a walking double standard, you where the rules can bend
You just acting like a friend

You're the one to fake the end, come around and ask me then
If I've routed my dissent to the bottom of the bin
Where's the line between the fence, you're often against
Quest got me vexed, test, I might stress
Wrecked, but still flex over all y'all bitches
Life's just not living, if not for the vision
You cop off the system, crashed in your distant
Days, we've been in, delayed for a minute (yeet)
Dazed, I dismissed it, Pain? Would have listened
Brain, paused, bitching, today's cause different
Everyday, you live it, the same, but it isn't
Verbatim, these digits, might save the living some time
I think I'm out of rhymes (yo, yo, yo, yo, yo)
SIKE
You just acting like you been, down from the beginning
Said "I'm down", but who isn't?
Sweeten sound for a image, or better yet, a percentage
Fucking drown, it's just business, don't stick around? I ain't tripping
Over miniscule kittens, I'm kidding, not with the sinnings
No sob-stories, in fact, it's rather boring, to me
You're half the man, I'd be
If I chose to fucking flee, yee

This one goes out to all the backstabbers
The ones who do you wrong then act like it don't matter
The ones who hit your bong, but when you need 'em scatter
The ones who act like friends, then leave you in tatters
This one goes out to all the backstabbers
The ones who do you wrong then act like it don't matter
The ones who help along, then push away the ladder
The ones who act like friends, then smoke you up like shatter (Damn!)

You just acting like a friend
You just acting like a friend
You a walking double standard, you where the rules can bend
You just acting like a friend

(Perish the thought of them all!
Sing what you got, to go!
Perish the thought of them all!
Oh, Oh, Oh)