Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Friends Strangers, artist - Wale. Album song Panamera Lifestyle, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 09.12.2012
Record label: Huslte team
Song language: English
The Friends Strangers |
I keep my friends close, enemies on a leash like |
Me and my haters is literally Siamese |
I can define me but if I let my friends do it |
They’d tell you I’m some bipolar, hard drug user |
The J gets smaller, I’m loving my zone |
Though surrounded by an entourage, I feel like I’m alone |
A long way from normal, I try to keep it cordial |
I made some new friends, meet recorder and touring |
Shout out to my nigga, it’s now for a nigga |
Know some niggas back home ain’t proud of a nigga |
They don’t see my vision, grown man mission |
They all see my life from a childish position |
I’m the mouth of the District, nobody work harder |
My heart is in the monuments, saliva’s is in the harbor |
So tell me all my followers, am I wrong for barking? |
Am I wrong for thinking I was better off in college? |
At least I’d be stable, yeah, slightly less popular |
But wouldn’t be the topic of my few friends talking |
A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge |
I do self evaluate, yeah, I know I’ve got some problems |
Can’t change who I am, I just try to get better |
So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that |
And you all will respect that |
Yeah |
You always say you wasn’t ready for no man |
But I wasn’t having that, I gave you everything I had |
Now everything I had are the very things you have |
Tricking, king of the court, small forward, Cavs |
Where your whereabouts baby? |
I care about you lady |
And I bet you all them letters in your mailbox waiting |
And I ain’t never plan to be famous |
So I’m a take that rubber off, I wouldn’t mind having babies |
With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that |
Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that |
Look me in my eyes, say if you take it I’m a give it |
And if I give it to you, don’t you treat me like them bitches |
Please Wale, she used to call me 'Le |
One day she called me early, to tell me that she late |
Fuck you mean? |
See my hands start to shake |
I ain’t looking in her eyes but her face |
Cause tears falling down make me ache |
We should just ignore it, you know we can’t afford it |
She said I cannot believe that you say we should abort it |
I will not support it, what happened to you courting? |
And I ain’t want no nigga from the jump, you ignored it |
You just had to force it, you had to keep going |
Now that little pre cum gone be having me swollen |
As we go forward, I came back from touring |
The DNA result, congrats ex-boyfriend |
Smiles and handshakes everywhere I go |
Girlfriends, groupies, then I’m all alone |
So confused, these strange relationships |
I think I’ve got some enemies disguised as friends |