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friends from everywhere - ian lyrics

[intro]
we finna go get high and lyin’, twin
talk about life and sh*t like that
d*mn, d*mn

[refrain]
d*mn, i got friends from everywhere, not one of them got my back for real
everything just got quiet, i’m f*cked up bad and i still come back from this

[verse 1]
cool on a b*tch, i’m smooth, i practice this, i ain’t had to take class for sh*t
remember the hoes, the blows, the woes, the foes, we had to get past for this
i went from grams to ounces to pounds to bells and still won’t pass the sh*t
i wish grams could make it to one of my shows and see where i’m at and sh*t
i’m not mad, but i’ve been real upset that we couldn’t manage this
we had plans to go somewhere and grow old, you takin’ that back already?
f*cked up bad, i just realized my plug the one i was callin’ to jam
like, shouldn’t i have more friends, or someone i love that i should be callin’ instead?
i held sh*t down with no hope
boy, stand your ground and don’t choke
pray for my dawg, he found help
praying for my mom, i’m not there no more

[chorus]
i was still breathin’, but i’m really tired
baby, uh, i’m just tweakin’, i didn’t mean that part
boy, go lock up them feelings, you got business now
evil don’t stop, just seein’ that evil once you been around
[refrain]
d*mn, i got friends from everywhere, not one of them got my back for real
everything just got quiet, i’m f*cked up bad and i still come back from this

[verse 2]
tell a b*tch cut out the fashion tips, you ain’t seen life to the maximum
i save a life with this bag i’m in, b*tch can’t see it now, i feel bad for her
d*mn, i’m trippin’, why the f*ck when i take it to distance?
i’m here for a bag, you here for a bag, why the f*ck is you treatin’ me different?
i could be on my last, my team on my back, i’ma book ’til my feet go missing
i got three on the dash, i flee in that track’, i’ma beat ’til the street look different (what?)

[chorus]
i was still breathin’, but i’m really tired
yeah, uh, i’m just tweakin’, i didn’t mean that part
go lock up them feelings, you got business now
evil don’t stop, just seein’ that evil once you been around

[outro]
i got friends from everywhere and don’t none of them got my—
i got friends from everywhere and don’t none of them got my—
baby up, blowin’ my phone up
prolly not
h*llo?

- ian lyrics

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