My best friend who's not there
Pretty girls, sunshine in the air
Ain't have to see-saw, i'm already scared
You know that shit is my best friend.
Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest
Im starving for blood my friend
I trust you, you're my imaginary friend
In life she the wife who was right in that deep end
Outta town rapper, bitches love to hear my accent
Bitch go away you ain't my fucking friend
An old friend no stranger
And i ain't frontin for her
This darkness, seems to brighten my mind
From the womb, my newborn child
Posters on the wall, posted on my balls
Me and my friend blastin' off
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