I trust you, you're my imaginary friend
Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best
To my best friend (i fell for)
The shit that i spit is more
Outta town rapper, bitches love to hear my accent
It's not all bad, he says he'll be my friend
It was '09, and i was hangin' with my rich black friend,
They worship the ground i walk on, though i'm harder than cement
Never ever pay rent
To my newly found friend
In life she the wife who was right in that deep end
Leave your life lookin like a short film my friend
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