Pharaoh Lamar - Friends (ft. Blk Lexx)

I'm an angel Lost my Halo
I'm just running with some heathens
Ima a youngin but I'm old
Fuck you mean There is no meaning
I'm an angel Lost my Halo
I'm just running with some heathens
Ima a youngin but I'm old
Fuck you mean There is no
I've been running with a three headed Demon
Running from some real life feelings You feel me
Never had a reason to carry concealment
Bout to buy a blicky Get it fitted like a real man
Fresh tux Jesus do you hear me
I've been really scared Like somebody tryna kill me
But I'm in the county So whose really bout it
Everyone a run with Is quick to spin ya fidget
Test me Then he will put a fist Through ya fitted
No nine needed Needy mother fuckers Catch a beating
I'm an angel Lost my Halo
I'm just running thru some heathens
Ima a youngin but I'm old
Fuck you mean There is no
I got friends who will walk me out
I got Friends who will walk it out
Stomp you out Fuck your talking bout
I got friends haven't seen awhile
Quick to complain But them Never dial
I got friends who died on front lines and
Friends doing time For committing the wrong crime
I know a few dimes Still friends with they mom
And they the ones who want me back
Shit blow my mind
I'm sorry people love me Is it a crime
Just a goofy mother fucker from the Great beyond
My mind be like on all the time
My electricity bill be so long
Homie need a lone for two phones
I need two pair I'm too gone
With two friends that's two blunts for each head
Don't miss that He said She Said
She sold sea shells And made bread
I turn head I make friends
Like spent change I'm wealthy
Plus I heal like Band Aids But don't smell me
I'm earthy
I'm straight up out the dirt see
My homies right behind me
Like that was perfect timing
Been working on our grind see
We're some angels Lost our halos
Then we turned into some heathens
We've been working really hard
We just looking for the meaning
We're some angels Lost our halos
Then we turned into some heathens
We've been working really hard
We just looking for the meaning
Clairvoyance or rather my paranoia setting in
Out late with homies was the regimen
Then we hit that double time working at a rhythm that you wasn't catching then
We moved over you in stats while you were too scared play pick up with those you perceived as lesser than
Now we went pro and you come up to us at the function with the letterman
Tryna convince us we best of friends Nah bluffed on a session too many times
Now I done too many stages niggas quote too lines
Could've worked shit we came close
I'm convinced that your ship is sinking you wish that we were in same boat
Just trying to stay afloat
This journey you embarked on had ark
But it came and show nuff you missed it as the saying go
Those who you still got just remain close
You asking the Don for favors, but your ego is your main foe
Cornered nights case closed
Cased closed nigga

Written by:
Blk Lexx, Pharaoh Lamar

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