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friends - foolio lyrics

i ain’t gone cap my n*gga
i love you to death
now we hit this block i just pray we make it back
you know how we live jealous over here

against the odds, n*gga i’m with you
gimme the word i’m sending them hitters
both out pain i swear they don’t feel us
that scrillin’ my healer my n*gga my k!ller
f*ckin this hoes since we was little
posted on the block since we was children

this sh*t crazy

beat all the odds, n*gga let’s get it (six)
whatever you with my n*gga i’m with it (my n*gga i’m with it)
empty the clip reverse and thеn flip it (paw)
don’t want us together they know wе the littest
n*gga be cap just like [?], (?) spin spin spin get dizzy
we posted on the hood just like an engine
they play with your name and i’m standing on business
they play with your name , been on my spazz
to drop the lo’ it’s on [?]
n*gga be hatin we both on our bad
and we be pullin the opps [?]
[?] i got a glitch, my sh*t lack (grraw)
we catch n*gga off, they in the past
catch em in public i’m dropping my mask
and if i drill i’m blowing your ass (blowing your ass)
n*gga they know who to play with
hold down bright day and let the k speak (paw)
pa pa (pooh) , face hit
unfortunately fell in love with the k clip (no cap)
d*mn i hope you don’t switch
my brother forever can’t [?] bout a b*tch (naah)
n*gga they know we lit
six in the bricc being going on hits
and we still posted on the [?], play with us like [?] (no cap)
still hangout in the [?]
they know its me cause the 6 on my neck (my neck)
play everybody gon’ die
play with the 6 everybody gon’ cry (gon cry)
this sh*t [?] for [?]
n*ggas be lackin i stay with my [?]
i swear my n*gga straight
make one call and i’m jumping the gate (jumping the gate)
i feel just like rod k
got on my k, i’m saving the day (saving the day)
my n*gga being depressed lately
i keep fainting away (fainting away)
told my n*ggas just play
they play, we play
they lay, we lay, (we lay)
i don’t even trust n0body
make one call i’m catching a body, (a body)
tweeking the [?], the molly
drinking tequila, that wasn’t a hobby (a hobby)
i lay down for you
go to jail, won’t make a sound for you (i swear)
my n*gga i’m proud of you
i put n*ggas in the ground for you (gla)
theses street sh*t never get drop
everytime [?] wanna sneak this
sh*t cut me lemme get me some [?] sh*t
glocks and [?] n*gga we switch it (no cap)
i don’t wanna make no friends
make my dawg rock out till the end (rrrah)
i got a new fn
my dawg got a brand new [?]
b*tch we share no tear
swear to god, we want everybody k!ll (everybody k!ll)
n*gga we stand to fill
n*gga be cappin we shooting for real
now i’m back to the block
fresh out of jail , i’m back to my glock
n*gga be wanna opps
police [?] i don’t even have gun props
hey

- foolio lyrics

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