And you acting grown, doggy you ain't back at home
Trip acid every night with all my friends as we roam
He says we have no technique, but who is he to critique
Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap
But i'll never forget those i call friends and home.
My heart too dark, i’m so gone, delete my phone
It's something you provide that make me want to get inside you
Notice dude? we don't even have any real friends to be open to
Not too many options when you coming from the projects
Bitch i'm fucking pissed cuz you thought we were really friends
I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed
Best friends with da game you are still a guest,
A damn shame, the girl can hardly spell her namethat's not our problem, that's up to brenda's family
I wanna invite all my best friends and family, so we can all chill and have our own fantasy,
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