Anjasun - Friends

It's me, myself, and I
That's the holy trio
You know los tres amigos
That's all I need to take off like them Migos
Poker face ready, snatch them Pringles
On a high key need them C notes, Soprano
Bambinos, Gambinos at casinos
That's me, that's mine, that's mio
Until the very last single
Don't get it twisted I don't mingle
I conquer land like gringos
Dead Masons on my green notes
Life's a fucking freak show
Life's a fucking freak show
So I be on my lonely
If niggas knew only
So I'm sippin' on a forty
So I'm sippin' on a O-E
On gas never on E
Meditate in my mind when I'm stoney (Stoney)
Back, back fuck nigga you don't know me (You don't know me)
And I ain't got friends, only Brodies (Only Brodies)
That's my nigga, that's my twin, that's my Cody (That's my Cody)
And these niggas be opps Mr. Mosby (Mr.Mosby)
And I ain't got friends, only Brodies (Only Brodies)
That's my nigga, that's my twin, that's my Cody (That's my Cody)
And these niggas be opps Mr. Mosby (Mr.Mosby)
And I ain't got friends, only Brodies (Only Brodies)
That's my nigga, that's my twin, that's my Cody (That's my Cody)
And these niggas be opps Mr. Mosby (Mr.Mosby)
And I ain't got friends, only Brodies (Only Brodies)
That's my nigga, that's my twin, that's my Cody (That's my Cody)
And these niggas be opps Mr. Mosby (Mr.Mosby)
I can feel the pressure and it's tense
I can feel the air it's dense
Pick one side on the fence
Niggas double sided like a wrench
I got the sauce like ranch
I don't want no friends
I want dividends
Niggas pretend and I read that intent
How you offend, than you playing defense
Niggas trynna study me like index
I can see clear through the window
Of your soul, windex
Half as niggas do half as steps
Come around this side
Trynna make an amends
Niggas don' fold huh
Niggas been bent
Keep switching up
Like you Ben Ten
I don't want no friends
Hence friends try to fry to the end
Won't let you in
I just want these inns for my kid and my kin
Destined to win
Put down your bid
One with the wind and I'm finna do it big
Punch lines they bob and they weave
And I take off yo' wig
Income my outcome, like Malcom you stuck in mid
I got the key, yeah I got the pin
I got the key, yeah it be my pen
They trynna do me like Cain when he sinned
Niggas move funny huh, ants in they pants
Niggas talk shit huh, but they won't dance
They throw a fit, yeah they throw them chants
They throw a fit, yeah they throw them rants
You won't stand a chance, fall back avalanche
Ball on these niggas like Kevin Durant
I know that you wish, can do me
Like Judas and Brutus but I'm on yo' head
Like Yarmulke Jewish
I know that you wish, can do me
Like Judas and Brutus but I'm on yo' head
Like Yarmulke Jewish
I can feel the pressure and it's tense
I can feel the air it's dense
Pick one side on the fence
Niggas double sided like a wrench
I got the sauce like ranch
I don't want no friends
I want dividends
Niggas pretend and I read that intent

Written by:
Robert Pereyra

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