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best friends - babyface ray lyrics

[chorus]
i am not a rooky, i’m a veteran
i don’t follow n*ggas, b*tch, i set trends
maried to that money, need a best man
k!lling these n*ggas like the best friends
yeah, i’m k!lling these n*ggas, like the best friends
married to that money, need a best man
i am not a rooky, i’m a veteran
i don’t follow n*ggas, b*tch, i set trends

[verse 1]
[?] we gon’ get it, i got money in my [?]
lights low, but you can still see my ice
my life ain’t too sweet, move sweet, too bad
ain’t sh*t to me, i did that one night
they say you only get one life
one on that raw, got my n*ggas make it double price
double cup, riding serving pints on that turnpike
ready for whatever, getting lifted like dirt bikes
that young n*gga come from money, yeah, you heard right
spread the chicken all over the bed, like it’s white rice
told [?] we gon’ get money, then lay low
these streets wikid, better days what i pray for
got a whole army, and they move when i say so
all cheese ain’t good cheese, less it’s [?]
can’t remember the last time i heard her say no
big racks, but sometimes i like to play broke
gotta know who with you in the rain, when that day come
been a*1 since day 1, and i’ma stay a hundred
gotta stay two steps ahead, them wolves waiting on you
better not [?] us, or we’ll take it from you
you know that boy dripping sauce
so that mean you should listen when a n*gga talk
chopper bullets big as [?], get a n*gga chalked
and for that bag, kick your door [?]
[chorus]
i am not a rooky, i’m a veteran
i don’t follow n*ggas, b*tch, i set trends
maried to that money, need a best man
k!lling these n*ggas like the best friends
yeah, i’m k!lling these n*ggas, like the best friends
married to that money, need a best man
i am not a rooky, i’m a veteran
i don’t follow n*ggas, b*tch, i set trends

[verse 2]
i’m tryna beat the odds, never beef with god
never sell my soul, still in the [?]
we make plays on dark streets, that’s how we provide
they k!lled my homie broad day, how did we survive?
hear you talking ’bout it, but i see the lies
we done [?] selling work, like it’s egle eyes
got love for all, but i trust none
i f*cked her and her friend, that’s an [?]
n*ggas follow my steps, they my d*mn sons
i’ll bring it to your door, you say you paying what?
i see the cops and speed up, f*ck my hands up
all them hard times being down, made me man up

- babyface ray lyrics

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