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no friends - scy jimm lyrics

[intro]
t2t, n*gga (f*ck n*gga)
(ayy, who made that sh*t, n*gga? julio) what i say? yeah, uh

[chorus]
i woke up this morning, no friends (yeah)
just me and this f&n, twenty thousand on the stand (n*gga)
before i ask a n*gga to hold somethin’, cut off my f*ckin’ hands (the f*ck?)
ain’t been to sleep, it’s 4 a.m., i’m up tryna get these f*ckin’ bands (yeah, huh?)

[verse]
if the label ain’t gon’ push me, i’ma push myself, n*gga (push myself, n*gga)
that youngin jumped up in that water like he michael phelps, n*gga (michael phelps, n*gga)
said it was love but left me hangin’ when i needed help, n*gga (on gang)
i don’t think these n*ggas hearin’ me, they must be deaf, n*gga (the f*ck?)
f*ck the whole industry (yeah), know these n*ggas envy me (f*ck ’em)
ones turned to blue faces (huh?), friends turned to enemy
in the kitchen mixin’ potions, don’t know how i failed chemistry (the f*ck?)
most of these n*ggas sayin’ i’m a rat, ain’t even in the streets (come on now)
told them, “who?” dumbass n*gga must ain’t took his meds (stupid*ass n*gga)
i got some n*ggas in the state, some n*ggas in the feds (on gang)
i’ll probably never get my flowers ’til the day i’m dead
a n*gga ain’t never did time behind sh*t i said
when i speak they say i’m crazy (huh?), n*ggas been actin’ funny lately
but sh*t, i ain’t losin’ sleep, b*tch, i’m still check chasin’ (i’m still check chasin’)
how this sh*t lookin’, i’ll probably never drop the song with baby (the f*ck?)
i was f*cked up until this rap sh*t came and saved me (yeah, huh, huh)
been in this sh*t by myself, all the sh*t i done seen, all the pain i done felt (all the pain i done felt)
i was standin’ in that rain everyday and i ain’t melt (gang)
i been on these n*ggas’ ass, give these lil’ boys the belt
30k on me like i’m steph, n*gga (rattin’ out)
if you ain’t tryna run it up, then what you livin’ for? (the f*ck?)
the fakest ones get on the ‘net and post the realest quotes (come on now)
makin’ fake pages ’bout me ’cause he wake up broke (yeah)
n*gga, you better get off your ass and go and get some ‘cho (what?)
b*tch, i’m married to the game, i done made the streets my wife (made the streets my wife)
p dropped that sack on me, i ain’t gon’ lie, he changed my life (on god)
i got caught slippin’, not again, i won’t go out twice (i won’t go out twice)
said i stopped gamblin’, i still wake up, roll the dice, n*gga (yeah)
[chorus]
i woke up this morning, no friends (yeah)
just me and this f&n, twenty thousand on the stand (n*gga)
before i ask a n*gga to hold somethin’, cut off my f*ckin’ hands (the f*ck?)
ain’t been to sleep, it’s 4 a.m., i’m up tryna get these f*ckin’ bands (yeah, huh? huh?)

[outro]
f*ck a n*gga
t2t, n*gga, all that
n*gga can’t f*ck with me, know what i’m sayin’?

- scy jimm lyrics

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