My Friends (Album Version)

Bitch Im stressed out

[Verse 1]
Hopped out of bed and into that twister
All of my homies drown in that liquor
Last night I ran into a few hiccups
I stay here whisper
Shave down the whiskers
Ooh I'm a grown man
Medusa all in my phone man
I ain't home man
I smoke the whole pack of them stones man
I discover then smash it like two fifty seven got work at eleven I wish I was dead
Come through the door it like three o' five all of my homies just smoking it straight to they head
Everybody know something I don't, Everybody south side Chicago on the internet
But when it comes to real life they don't click-clack, shit its just me and my bros
Me and my foes, battle like Thor and Thanos
[?] like the Sopranos
BDS my [?]
Who the fuck you talking to, I put a blade to your throat
Nine to your nose
Im the man of the millennium
If you ain't feeling them
I put your ass to the exit
For your case of chronic delirium
Hope I ain't scaring them
But, umm

[Chorus]
Momma I don't smoke
I ain't really like my friends, I ain't really like my friends
I ain't got no ends
I ain't really like my friends, I ain't really like my friends
I ain't get no skins
Momma I ain't like my friends, Momma I ain't like my friends
I ain't got no ends
Momma I don't get no skins, I ain't really like my friends
I ain't like my friends
Momma I ain't like my friends, Momma I ain't like my friends
I don't got no ends
Momma I don't get no skins, I ain't really like my friends
I ain't like my friends
Momma I ain't like my friends, Momma I ain't like my friends
I don't got no ends
I don't really get no skins, I ain't really like my friends
I ain't like my friends

[Verse 2]
I don't really wanna talk about this no more
Everybody on my dick
But Im the one from the prophecy
I came to change the world like Im Socrates
My philosophy is top notch but i put 'em in box
I don't fit in you box for shit
And when I make these songs I ain't trynna get a platinum plaque
Man, I just really ope the people here it
So fuck all that barking
Im parking your bitch
Now she shaking like Parkinsons. Oh my God
Hooli got the remedy for that giggity giggity
Bitches be on my mini me all night long
Sorry momma, I ain't no Dalai Lama
I just came to show people how to smile often
In a world that's vile often
And expose all that corruption

[Chorus]
Momma I don't smoke
I ain't really like my friends, I ain't really like my friends
I ain't got no ends
Momma I don't get no skins
I ain't really like my friends, I ain't like my friends
Momma I ain't like my friends, I ain't really like my friends
I don't got no ends
I don't really get no skins, I ain't really like my friends
I ain't like my friends
I ain't really like my friends, I ain't really like my friends
I don't got no ends
Momma I don't get no skins, I ain't really like my friends
I ain't like my friends
I ain't really like my friends, I ain't really like my friends
I ain't got no ends
Momma I don't get no skins, I ain't really like my friends
I ain't like my friends
Momma I don't smoke, I ain't really like my friends
I ain't really like my friends
I ain't got no ends
Momma I don't get no skins, I ain't really like my friends
I ain't like my friends
I ain't really like my friends, I ain't really like my friends
I don't got no ends
Momma I don't get no skins, I ain't really like my friends
I ain't like my friends

[Outro]
Hopped out of bed in it
Most of my homies drown in that
I ain't really like my friends, I ain't really like my friends