Lyrics Friends - Lunar C

Friends

Friends come and go
Girls come and go, money too
Take care of those who care for you
Don’t stress for no one
We only get to go once
No pressure though
But don’t let it go wrong
Friends come and go
Girls come and go, money too
Take care of those who care for you
Don’t stress for no one
We only get to go once
No pressure though
But don’t let it go wrong
Fuck with my fam, I go to war with them
I’ve got goals and I’m scoring them
Show these cunts I’m on the ball
Putting numbers on the boards
Like Pusha T or Carol Vorderman
Effed up when I’m smoking this ganja
The best buds like Joey and Chandler
I might sit and roll twenty spliffs
I’ve dealt with more strains than a physiotherapist
Eyes red like an old photo
I’m in my living room tryna think up lyrics
I’m in love with it
You spend your life tryna get the bag then get zipped up in it
Your album’s got shit written all over it like these new wrappers
Who got shit written all over them like school planners
Just tattoo blaggers
All look and sound like the same prick
Glitch in the matrix
Rather be rich than famous
Friends come and go
Girls come and go, money too
Take care of those who care for you
Don’t stress for no one
We only get to go once
No pressure though
But don’t let it go wrong
Friends come and go
Girls come and go, money too
Take care of those who care for you
Don’t stress for no one
We only get to go once
No pressure though
But don’t let it go wrong
I don’t want forgiveness
I’m not religious
But who can judge me if God’s my witness?
They feel my presence like they’re working out what they got for Christmas
She don’t understand my accent
I just asked her where her man went
I’m just thinking I can pull it out and hit it on the sly like my wax pen
Very very very important
Rocking Ralphy like I got an endorsement
Fuck with me but don’t fuck with me
If they’re shit talking then I swing for them
Told my boy not to drink drive, stay safe G
Had the Red Stripe in the van like the A-Team
And I’ve had the same dream since I was eighteen
So I don’t really give a flying fuck if you rate me
Fuck with my money and I’m at your door
And I’ll put that on everything like Sriracha sauce
Friends come and go
Girls come and go, money too
Take care of those who care for you
Don’t stress for no one
We only get to go once
No pressure though
But don’t let it go wrong
Friends come and go
Girls come and go, money too
Take care of those who care for you
Don’t stress for no one
We only get to go once
No pressure though
But don’t let it go wrong
Yo lunar man, listen, sorry about last night man, I had a few
Yo, uhm, yeah sorry for that shit I was saying
I couldn’t lend twenty quid could I?
I’m a bit, I’m in a bit of a fucking state mate
Give us a shout