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Fake Friends Lyrics by French Montana French Montana , Bryson Tiller
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Bryson, what up?
You know what it is when you hear that, haan
My hunnids is dreaded up
You heard?
Hunnids comin' in
Too many fake friends
Ran me up some millions
Tryna run 'em up times ten
Where should I begin?
If I start right here, nah, that won't tell enough
They can't get enough
Talkin' down on me, yeah, they stuck
Talkin' down, but I'm headed up
Been hard workin', head dreaded up
Them hunnids comin', hmm, braided up
I'm the one that can't say it enough
I be done when I said enough
They keep sayin' we done
No speed racin', we run shit
I'ma jog they memories, 'member back when we had fun with it?
No cheap skates, we love dishin' out, love to the ones comin' up
If you got somethin', nigga, run it up
Drop somethin', nigga, run it up
Know they feel where I'm comin' from
Second place, we runnin' from
There's better ways and they jumped the gun
Fuck these niggas
I just wanna see the money come, yeah
Hunnids comin' in
Too many fake friends
Ran me up some millions
Tryna run 'em up times ten
Where should I begin?
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Hunnids comin' in
Too many fake friends
Ran me up some millions
Tryna run 'em up times ten
Where should I begin?
Only thing we had before gettin' rich was fake
Anything you lose by bein' real is fake
It's what you maintain, never what you make
'Cause even the garbage can gon' get a steak
Shawty tryna slide but I'm on a mission
A lot of things broke my heart, but they fixed my vision
Bein' fake is normal, keepin' real surprise me
Stopped doin' favors for 'em, now they switchin' sides
People raised on love, they'll do anything for you
People raised on survival, they'll do anything to you
Shawty bad, countin' money, got her own bag
Bad bitches bring bad bitches, a known fact
You know she jumpin' in, all this money comin' in
You know she jumpin' in, can't be mad she tryna win
Hunnids comin' in
Too many fake friends
Ran me up some millions
Tryna run 'em up times ten
Where should I begin?
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Hunnids comin' in
Too many fake friends
Ran me up some millions
Tryna run 'em up times ten
Where should I begin?
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