They say that karats help your vision
And that´s how it has begun
Now that girls over me
And losin all his money
Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best
Talking about a friend, of a friend
Got girls that turn dykes over night like it happened all a sudden
Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them
I'm a dangerous enemy, even more so a friend
Outta town rapper, bitches love to hear my accent
When you keep em right beside you
You were the friend that kept me true,
S on my chest like a superman vest
Smoking khaled, my weed the best
Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home
All the shit that his dealing on his own, if only he had a friend to phone
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