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letra de no friends - scy jimm

[intro]
t2t, n-gga (f-ck n-gga)
(ayy, who made that sh-t, n-gga? julio) what i say? yeah, uh

[chorus]
i woke up this morning, no friends (yeah)
just me and this f&n, twenty thousand on the stand (n-gga)
before i ask a n-gga to hold somethin’, cut off my f-ckin’ hands (the f-ck?)
ain’t been to sleep, it’s 4 a.m., i’m up tryna get these f-ckin’ bands (yeah, huh?)

[verse]
if the label ain’t gon’ push me, i’ma push myself, n-gga (push myself, n-gga)
that youngin jumped up in that water like he michael phelps, n-gga (michael phelps, n-gga)
said it was love but left me hangin’ when i needed help, n-gga (on gang)
i don’t think these n-ggas hearin’ me, they must be deaf, n-gga (the f-ck?)
f-ck the whole industry (yeah), know these n-ggas envy me (f-ck ’em)
ones turned to blue faces (huh?), friends turned to enemy
in the kitchen mixin’ potions, don’t know how i failed chemistry (the f-ck?)
most of these n-ggas sayin’ i’m a rat, ain’t even in the streets (come on now)
told them, “who?” dumbass n-gga must ain’t took his meds (stupid-ass n-gga)
i got some n-ggas in the state, some n-ggas in the feds (on gang)
i’ll probably never get my flowers ’til the day i’m dead
a n-gga ain’t never did time behind sh-t i said
when i speak they say i’m crazy (huh?), n-ggas been actin’ funny lately
but sh-t, i ain’t losin’ sleep, b-tch, i’m still check chasin’ (i’m still check chasin’)
how this sh-t lookin’, i’ll probably never drop the song with baby (the f-ck?)
i was f-cked up until this rap sh-t came and saved me (yeah, huh, huh)
been in this sh-t by myself, all the sh-t i done seen, all the pain i done felt (all the pain i done felt)
i was standin’ in that rain everyday and i ain’t melt (gang)
i been on these n-ggas’ ass, give these lil’ boys the belt
30k on me like i’m steph, n-gga (rattin’ out)
if you ain’t tryna run it up, then what you livin’ for? (the f-ck?)
the fakest ones get on the ‘net and post the realest quotes (come on now)
makin’ fake pages ’bout me ’cause he wake up broke (yeah)
n-gga, you better get off your ass and go and get some ‘cho (what?)
b-tch, i’m married to the game, i done made the streets my wife (made the streets my wife)
p dropped that sack on me, i ain’t gon’ lie, he changed my life (on god)
i got caught slippin’, not again, i won’t go out twice (i won’t go out twice)
said i stopped gamblin’, i still wake up, roll the dice, n-gga (yeah)
[chorus]
i woke up this morning, no friends (yeah)
just me and this f&n, twenty thousand on the stand (n-gga)
before i ask a n-gga to hold somethin’, cut off my f-ckin’ hands (the f-ck?)
ain’t been to sleep, it’s 4 a.m., i’m up tryna get these f-ckin’ bands (yeah, huh? huh?)

[outro]
f-ck a n-gga
t2t, n-gga, all that
n-gga can’t f-ck with me, know what i’m sayin’?

- scy jimm

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