part 2 fake friend

It’s a full time job, dealing with FAKE ASS FRIENDS Ever time I think I know, what you’ll do next You end up selling me out, for a yard or less You made you a dollar, so I’m screaming again You’re a straight up punk, a FAKE ASS FRIEND I can sit and formulate a plan in my head Take a sniper shot; make your FAKE ASS DEAD Now I’m on the run, a fugitive at large Ain't a FAKE ASS FRIEND around, worth taking a