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letra de friends - lyf the rapper

[intro: lyf the rapper]
when trusting your friends, yeah
when trusting your friends, friends, let’s go

[chorus: lyf the rapper]
i can’t believe that my friend had did that, yeah
he broke my trust stabbed me right in the back
crazy how i thought that i really had a chance
but i wasted my time warning straight in advance
i remember how i used to look in her eyes
but my friend took her from me i wanted to cry
but i got to keep moving i got to be strong
maybe she wasn’t for me am in the wrong
yeah i have to wake up leavе it straight in the past
cause i got to be fast lеave that friend in the trash
yeah, so now you know my story
got to keep searching for other fish just like dory
because there is no way that is the end
but i guess that’s how life is when trusting yo friends
when trusting your friends
when trusting your friends

[verse 1: riley boss]
i cannot trust my friends, no
ain’t n0body gonna ride ‘til the end, so
i’ma put you on blast
keeping my secrets so i know they last
all of y’all fake
saying you my homies, man y’all too late, nah
get that sh-t out my face
trying to come up at me, i put you in your place, yeah
[chorus: lyf the rapper]
i can’t believe that my friend had did that, yeah
he broke my trust stabbed me right in the back
crazy how i thought that i really had a chance
but i wasted my time warning straight in advance
i remember how i used to look in her eyes
but my friend took her from me i wanted to cry
but i got to keep moving i got to be strong
maybe she wasn’t for me am i in the wrong
yeah i have to wake up leave it straight in the past
cause i got to be fast leave that friend in the trash, so
yeah, now you know my story
got to keep searching for other fish just like dory
because there is no way that is the end
but i guess that’s how life is when trusting yo friends, yeah
when trusting your friends, friends, friend-friends, let’s go

[verse 2: geeblackk]
people fake, yeah, i know
pocket watching, yeah, for sure
heart froze, yeah, it’s cold
young demon, no soul
extended mag with the scope
pointy [?] your throat
bullets hot like the stove
bullets hot like the stove
you be talking tough, you are not the type
you is just a b-tch, now you on my life
money on my mind, straight back to the blind
tripping off a b-tch, i ain’t got the time
better not cross the line, we gon send a fire
i’ma watch you die, call it h0m-cide
i ain’t shed a tear, i ain’t never cry
strictly ‘bout business, wronger if it’s right

- lyf the rapper

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