Cardo - Backdoor (feat. Lil Samo)

This is how it it goes, fake friends are like shadows
They follow you in the sun, but they leave you in the dark and thats just that
And you cant control them cause thats their choice
You gotta be careful with your surroundings because you'll never know who it is
Look I don't just lose these friends, I just start to learn who the real ones are
Gotta watch how they play they cards , should've known I was gettin' played from the start
Late night rollin thru the road with my dawg in a new whip already know we takin it far
I just get the money then I go but I keep it low from the fakes gotta keep it smart
And i'm up dont wanna hear what you saying, cause all that love that you givin aint happen before,
wont forget the days I was rollin on tour
And I wont forget the days you was talkin backdoor
I just got me up a check now i'm rollin
Save and spend it up then I get me up some more
And my shawty bad ima put it in her core
Throw some money in the air make her drop to the floor
I'm swervin'
In a whip and we searching
In my bag like a birkin, no more features we curving
I'm swervin'
In a whip and we searching
In my bag like a birkin, no more features we curving
Lil samo yeah, aye
Ion do fake friends
It don't really matter i'm just trynna get my ends
Hop up in the coupe or we can swerve up in the bends
She gon play dat boy cuz I got carti on the lens
Woah, You can't get to close to me
You wanna kick it then u gotta do the most for me
Cuz all these b****** on my phone and they be posting me
Aye
Cuz I've been tryna make a name
I can't f*** with h*** cuz all these b****** be the same
Blowing up my phone and now she say I'm playing games
Ion need a h** if she just waiting for the fame
How you went from riches to the rags you know you lame
Hop up on the beat and me and Cardo go insane
Book a flight to Texas just to meet with Johnny dang
Chilling for a week and now she saying all my slang
And when i'm up dont wanna hear what you saying, cause all that love that you givin aint happen before,
wont forget the days I was rollin on tour
And I wont forget the days you was talkin backdoor
I just got me up a check now i'm rollin
Save and spend it up then I get me up some more
And my shawty bad ima put it in her core
Throw some money in the air make her drop to the floor
I'm swervin'
In a whip and we searching
In my bag like a birkin, no more features we curving
I'm swervin'
In a whip and we searching
In my bag like a birkin, no more features we curving
Wont forget the days I was rolling on tour
Day you was talking backdoor
Ion do fake friends
It don't really matter i'm just trynna get my ends
Hop up in the coupe or we can swerve up in the bends
She gon play dat boy cuz I got carti on the lens
I'm swervin'
Searching
Birkin
No more features we
I'm swervin'
Searching
Birkin
No more features we

Written by:
Christian Kankam, Samuel Whitehead

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