F.E.W. (Frenemies Enemies Wannabees)

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Then niggas ain't ya friends them guys your enemies
You really sliding on the opps with your frenemies
Can't let you in my circle don't like your energy
Gotta listen to the signs God keeps sending me
Don't like your vibes or your Ora you too finicky
Don't like the nigga who you are who you pretend to be
Can't let these fake and these lame niggas get to me
So please keep all that f*ck shit away from me

You upset
You mad I'm living my dreams
What you rep
Them niggas ain't on ya team
Up the tech
But you just making a scene
Such a flex
Kuz shit just ain't what it seems
For you f*ck niggas plotting better make another plan
The cable bill due but the tool still on demand
Ain't no trouble maker but I must protect the fam
So they know who to call whenever they in a jam
Outta sight Outta mind
Something real so hard to fiiiiiiiiind
Even tho I'm on my grind
I know this shit gone take some tiiiiimee
You content with throwing shade
While I'm out here trynna shine
Man I been scheming
Plotting like f*ck
Fighting these demons
Staying prayed up
Getting closer to god
Going way the f*ck up
While y'all niggas sleeping
Wake the f*ck up

Then niggas ain't ya friends them guys your enemies
You really sliding on the opps with your frenemies
Can't let you in my circle don't like your energy
Gotta listen to the signs God keeps sending me
Don't like your vibes or your Ora you too finicky
Don't like the nigga who you are who you pretend to be
Can't let these fake and these lame niggas get to me
So please keep all that f*ck shit away from me

I done watched friends turn foes
Good girl turn hoes
Watched cons turn pros
Watched cons make the pros
See a nigga say he a buck and he told
Man streets are getting old
He told on y'all dawg and y'all still fuckin wit em
Your day one down the road and he apart of the system
Won't put nothing on his books or look out for his children
But go half on a seventh just to go party with bitches
I swear the game fucked up and it's only getting colder
Karma is a bitch making her way over
With no ETA better look over your shoulder
So when she in ya face I hate to say I told ya
Flipping shit like imma gymnast
This shit feel like the hood olympics
This shit belong in the book of Guinness
And all that fake shit I ain't with it
It isn't fair that these niggas are living without a care
While we struggle to see tomorrow man this pain hard to bare
So we bearhug the block treating life like a dare
Gambling with our own innocence
Guilty till proving innocent
9 to 5's ain't shit so niggas working diligent
Trying not to get caught on the block after dark
Might get caught or get locked by the narcs or get shot
When you lifting that weight never need you a spot

Then niggas ain't ya friends them guys your enemies
You really sliding on the opps with your frenemies
Can't let you in my circle don't like your energy
Gotta listen to the signs God keeps sending me
Don't like your vibes or your Ora you too finicky
Don't like the nigga who you are who you pretend to be
Can't let these fake and these lame niggas get to me
So please keep all that f*ck shit away from me

Yeah yeah
Them niggas ain't your friends them guys your enemies
You really sliding on the opps with your frenemies
Them niggas ain't really who the f*ck they pretend to beeeee
Ha
Better watch what you say kuz you reap what you sow
Came up a long way
Did it all on my own

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