Fake Friends in the End

Fake Friends in the End Yo, you think they solid, but they switchin’ like a light, Smilin’ in your face, then they stab you outta sight. Ballin’ with the crew, but these snakes be undercover, Flexin' like they ride, but they’ll leave you in the gutter. Niggas say they down, but they ghost like a phantom, Watch who you roll with, they ain't never true, they random. Bitches actin’ sweet, but they schemin’ like a thief, Countin' all your blessings, but they feedin’ off your grief. Fake friends in the game, man, they fakin’ like a movie, Claimin’ that they real, but they movin' kinda groovy. Catch ‘em in the act, yeah, they slippin’ with the lies, Always in the back, man, they laughin’ while you rise. Ain’t no love lost, but damn, it’s hard to trust, Gotta keep an eye on who you ‘bout to bust. Thug life, I’m livin’, I’m just tryna stay afloat, But these fake ass friends, man, they cut you to the throat. Run up with my squad, and we ready for the fight, But you gotta watch the ones that you thought were tight. Keep the circle small, it’s a dangerous game, They’ll switch on you quick, put your trust in the flames. I’m hustlin’ hard, and I’m stacking up the bread, Fake friends comin’ round, tryna get up in your head. Fuck a fake friend; man, I’m done with the charades, Real ones by my side, and we makin’ big plays. So if you feel the vibe, and you know that it’s true, Keep your circle close, and don’t let 'em run through. Life’s a damn jungle, watch for snakes in the grass, Fake friends in the end, man, they won’t ever last.