FRIENDS

(Are you serious, Cam?)

VERSE 1:

Cam I could never take you serious'

You a grown man talkin to kids are you serious?

I cant believe your so oblivious to all the lies you tell

I cant believe everyone treats you so well

I cant believe that everyone is so damn delirious

That shit leaves me fucking speechless

Every single time that you talk all I hear is lies -- now stop tryna' fucking diss

You're a boy to a man, a prince to a king, a son to a father, now stop allat bitching

You keep on codeswitching around people like you the shit

You ain't shit bitch you got me writing your shit, just to be taking all the credit

Stop tryna' act hard, bitch you ain't ever been put in the yard

Stop tryna' act like you've been put behind them bars

Bitch you can't be taken serious, now go back to acting all mysterious

Doing all this and that, but bitch you ain't a genius

Now let me go ahead and expose all your weaknesses

You tryna tell me to keep this shit friendly, like i don't give no fucks

You walking around these fuckin' streets thinking you a fucking thug

Yet you be moving around these streets like a fucking slug

Yet you sit in the corners of these streets hitting them drugs

Yet you still wanna call my phone once a fucking month

Talkin to a kid named bon, like he not tryna bond

You messaging him, like he not gon respond

Meanwhile you still blowing up my phone

LIke bitch how are you so alone?

(Wait a second, why do you want this so bad brandon?)

--VERSE 2--

(Why do I want this so bad?)

Cameron why are you talkin' to them kids?

You a grown man, with grown antics, yet you got some kids digits

You talking to them like you gon raise their spirits

But yet you're just there to get their legs to separate

And yet you still trying to fucking berate me

You might as well go ahead and issue an apology

Still trying to call my phone constantly

Yet you still trying to get me to apologize

But yet you still telling all these fuckin' lies

Some of the lies you really need to recognize

With all these lies I can hear your mother cries

With all these lies your families tryna' cut ties

With all of these lies you needa' wear a fuckin disguise

With all of these lies, your life gon be full of surprise

.......

(Dear Mr. Yao, I'm sorry it had to come to this. Your son left me with no choice

other than come swinging back at him, im sorry for what this is gonna do to your familys reputation

I'm sorry that you might have to move out of the nation. I'm sorry that your sons a pedophile

I'm sorry your sons a two-face bitch.

From, Jake.)