Friends

[Intro]
(Tag 1)
(Tag 2)

[Verse]
She know I'm the man now she wanna be my friend
[?] it's a gram, Ion even have to say some
Bitch really ain't [?] me 'fore I came up
Now I be countin' bands, now these people, they gon' change up

I watch them, yuh, they change up, on me
'Cuz I'm bringing in paper
Remember the haters, now they want a favour
They used to [?] Now say I'm they favourite
Yes, I remember
Now I'm finna win again though
Watch them switch up on me, no I ain't talking about Nintendo
Now thеy fuck around with the big bro
Now I put you round in the benz, oh
I could rеally make a bad bitch get low down

N*ggas plotting on the swag, I be plotting on your hoe
Now I'm too deep in my bag, get hot like Jalapeño
I could step out in some Vans and make that shit radical
Mix the old swag with the new swag, it's backwards compatible
I raise the altitude
Leave 'em with attitude, cuz I can't loose my magnitude
And now they hating me, but I ain't mad at you
If I was in your shoes, shit I'd be hating too

Watch over my shoulder, who gonna change, I hate how it get
But I do not mind, I'm getting my money, and changing my fit
I'm popping my shit, I'm popping my tags, it cost me two rents
But I remain humble, I love all my fans like they was my kids
Now I'm finna show the world that I can go do this, this
Yea, this, inch by inch, I'm in this bitch, yo

[Outro]
Hehe
Ion give a fuck what nobody talk about
I'm running this shit