Lyrics Make Money Not Friends - Lazy J, Poetik

Make Money Not Friends - Lazy J, Poetik
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Date of issue: 25.09.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English

Make Money Not Friends

Ah-ohhh
Ooooh
Sefru shit bang
Could give no fuck about a friendship
Fuck about no friendship, ohhh, oh oh
How you talk that shit and keep it censored, yeah
But at least you keep it scented
Don’t apologise if you ain’t never meant it, yeah
Could give no fuck about a friendship, yeah
Could give no fuck about a friendship, yeah (get money, get money)
Could give no fuck about a friendship, yeah (get money, get money)
Don’t apologise if you ain’t never meant it, yeah (get money, get money)
Could give no fuck about a friendship, oh yeah
Fakest motherfuckers out here doin' the most
Raise a glass of wine while they make us some toast
Run they mouth a lot when they turn their back on me
But don’t meet face-to-face so I can fix up they nose
Catch me, you gon' catch me doing my damn thing
Run the city, I don’t pull no hamstring
Don’t fuck with cops so I can’t pull no hamstrings
But with all the risk I’m taking, I leave the fat off my bacon
I’m a young go-getter and I know better
Then I let another slow me down
This for everyone who hold me down
Who picked me up when I was down
Ain’t nobody to be found
Take a seat 'cause I’ma need your ass to understand
I weighed up my ashes before I weighed up a gram
DM on my Instagram turn into a DM for an instant gram
I go all in, ain’t bluffin' every time that shit, I keep it sexy
How you talk that shit and keep it censored, yeah
But at least you keep it scented
Don’t apologise if you ain’t never meant it, yeah
Could give no fuck about a friendship, yeah
Could give no fuck about a friendship, yeah (Get money, get money)
Could give no fuck about a friendship, yeah (Get money, get money)
Don’t apologise if you ain’t never meant it, yeah (Get money, get money)
Could give no fuck about a friendship, oh yeah
Fakest motherfuckers out here doin' the most (doin' the most)
Actin' like clowns out there, missin' a joke (missin' a joke)
Claimin' that they flex but they got no rubber bands
I’m a go-getter, you should know better
Told you like a hundred times that the money’s mine
All these honeys fine, underline
And my bars are dope as ever, proof that I ain’t done with crime
This is the distribution, I’m the main supplier
A solo institution 'cause all the fakes were flyin'
Now even with my eyes closed, I could sell my vision
But I listen to the ones who ain’t on television
Now let me tell my vision, I cut my friend, no circumcision
Made the best decision;
when my gut speaks, I’ma listen
And right now I’m hungry for success
Put you money where your mouth is, learn some facts, sheesh
How you talk that shit and keep it censored, yeah
But at least you keep it scented
Don’t apologise if you ain’t never meant it, yeah
Could give no fuck about a friendship, yeah
Could give no fuck about a friendship, yeah (Get money, get money) (huh,
huh-huh)
Could give no fuck about a friendship, yeah (Get money, get money) (huh,
huh-huh)
Don’t apologise if you ain’t never meant it, yeah (Get money, get money) (huh,
huh-huh)
Could give no fuck about a friendship, oh yeah
And sometimes the fakest motherfuckers be the ones closest
Darker than Black Sabbath, back-stabbin' ass vultures
Shit, I be on my pivot;
sucker-free I be stayin'
Fuck 'em, G, I ain’t playin;
could buck 'em and leave 'em layin'
They don’t want that;
naw, really, man, ain’t no better though
Told the 16's get on
Chronic
flow
Made in God’s image' problem is, I be sinnin'
Cherish Apia City, with these problems I be spittin'
You ain’t never knew the 6-eighty-5 till I put it on
Check the rap sheets, only fights and the streets
See, I’m a good Christian, uce;
just don’t fuck me around
If you owe me money, stay your ass out of town
Time to stack up;
Poet got merch that’s for sale
Man, I go to any village and packages 'round the world, Vi
It ain’t a contest 'cause when you spit
Your rhyme stink like your mama’s breath, sheesh
[Chorus: Lazy J &
POETIK
How you talk that shit and keep it censored, yeah
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
But at least you keep it scented
(Yeah)
Don’t apologise if you ain’t never meant it, yeah
(Come on)
Could give no fuck about a friendship, yeah
(Lazy)
Could give no fuck about a friendship, yeah
Could give no fuck about a friendship, yeah
(Free nigga)
(huh, huh-huh) (Get money, get money)
Don’t apologise if you ain’t never meant it, yeah (Get money, get money) (huh,
huh-huh)
Could give no fuck about a friendship, oh yeah (Get money, get money)

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