Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song New Friends, artist - Mir FontaneDate of issue: 22.03.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
New Friends |
| I don’t need new friends |
| But they always seem to pop up |
| I was left for dead, now I’m just tryna get my knots up |
| No sleep in my bed |
| All my friends are dead or locked up |
| I don’t need new friends |
| But they always seem to pop up |
| Fuck these hoes, just get your bands |
| They don’t wanna see you win |
| It get rough around my ends |
| They want you dead or in the Pen |
| I hold the tooly for my mans |
| Can’t get caught with it again |
| I know he want his revenge |
| But I don’t wanna lose more friends |
| It get cold up in the streets |
| I won’t tell yo ass again |
| You won’t take one on the chin |
| They throwing shots right at ya brim |
| Dolla sign, Dolla sign |
| You won’t make it on this side |
| Pray you make it out alive |
| I know so many niggas tried |
| See the city tryna charge us |
| Gotta keep ya guards up |
| Can’t afford no haircuts |
| Granny smokin' hard stuff |
| Lately I been stressed out |
| Labels ain’t no damn help |
| Had to give the tooly back cuz I can’t trust my damn self |
| And I don’t got no beef, except the ones that hit my mans up |
| But they play wit police |
| They’d prolly kill wit my hands up |
| Pockets on Monique |
| Had no choice but get my bands up |
| You still worried 'bout followers and tryna get ya friends up |
| I don’t need new friends |
| But they always seem to pop up |
| I was left for dead, now I’m just tryna get my knots up |
| No sleep in my bed |
| All my friends are dead or locked up |
| I don’t need new friends |
| But they always seem to pop up |
| Every time I cop some ice |
| My old hoes seem to pop up |
| She say she don’t do drugs |
| Cause her jaw, it just be locked up |
| Shocker |
| I just think she like that I’m a pop star |
| I just think she like that I’m a rock star |
| Rock her |
| Out like my guitar |
| Wow |
| She 18 but her dad took her car |
| Wow |
| I’m leaving New York, I’m on a flight |
| Right now |
| When I see that hoe |
| I say she better wipe me down |
| These niggas ain’t my friends |
| I’m up here on a cloud |
| YSL they kisses, VVS the smile |
| Okay, and I don’t want that bitch |
| Somebody get they child |
| I took my bitch to Chow’s |
| Put my wrist on WOW |
| Hey! |