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Kota the Friend
Featuring(s) : Braxton Cook & KYLE
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Love is love, sun is up, fuck it up Get yo' cash up, get yo' ass up, run it up Fuck a bag up, tell 'em back up, call me nuts Tell 'em catch up, get yo' racks up, yeah, yeah Woke up in my bag, only focused on my path They have kicked me at my lowest Now they hit me like my bae Hear that birdie sing that song, ain't no kick drum but it slap My lil' baby love me long, I got these blessings in my lap My niggas hungry like it's Ramadan Shooters like it's columbine Comin' for that Gouda like they never seen a dollar sign Take my forty acres, got a bullet for my slaver You could keep the fuckin' papers Pull that trigger, bitch, you outta time Young nigga from the East Coast, been livin' like I got a cheat code Hittin' people with the free gang, keep three friends like Migos See feds through peepholes, I peep game and keep on See me runnin' to the sunset, I'ma blow this shut up like a C4 Like yeah, I got the drip Give me a band, I'm makin' it flip Give me a hand, we takin' a trip My shorty a dime, got me a ten Yes, I really lived If I do go broke, I swear I'll still be rich And when you haters check up on me Know that I'ma still be this Top-down in my old hood, it's a good day Nice smile but he no good, what they all say When I'm gone, know I'm still right with you always Knock, knock, pull up with the vibes at your doorway Love is love, sun is up, fuck it up Get yo' cash up, get yo' ass up, run it up Fuck a bag up, tell 'em back up, call me nuts Tell 'em catch up, get yo' racks up, yeah, yeah Yo, fucked up smile but the kid look great (Uh-huh) Yeah, that's what they all say (Sure) But me being perfect? Give me a break (Hehe) Maturity's millions of miles away (Phew) All of these demons, they got to fight one All of these hoes, they got to like one My situation is a tight one (Hmm) What I'ma do? Not go and Gucci and blow for fun? Not get the Porsche and make niggas say, "What?" Not give my daddy some Christian Dior? Not give my baby some Louis Vuitton? What? Yeah, what's weird to me is it appears to be like super lack of sincerity From everything I hold dear to me (Fuck) And that's the shit that puts fear in me (Yup) It's like niggas just can't be real with me? Seriously, dude, KYLE? (Come on) I be eatin' bullshit with a smile (Yup) Nigga, I basically live in denial (Hehe) Sayin', "Oh, it ain't so bad" And tellin' niggas I ain't sad Tellin' niggas that they song ain't trash (That shit suck) Tellin' my girlfriend that I'm not mad I'm just tired (I'm just tired, baby, honestly) But then again, it's like nigga I'm fired (Haha) And I know there's people with less And to say I'm not blessed, man, I'd be a liar Nigga, stop bein' dramatic, it ain't Broadway I know I'm in good hands like All State Sun or rain, joy or pain I'm givin' thanks always, always, always (Always, always) Top-down in my old hood, it's a good day (And always, and always) Nice smile but he no good what they all say (Leavin' after that, yup) When I'm gone, know I'm still right with you always Knock, knock, pull up with the vibes at your doorway Love is love, sun is up, fuck it up Get yo' cash up, get yo' ass up, run it up Fuck a bag up, tell 'em back up, call me nuts Tell 'em catch up, get yo' racks up, yeah, yeah I'm back in the city, I rock and I milly Are you comin' with me or not? This shit goin' silly, I'm comin' from millies I love when they give me the vibes Did it again, did what I said Wake up and get to the ends This shit is rag, I don't pretend I sort that shit in my head Used to kick it with the homies, yeah Talk shit and sip Jack Get drunk up in Coney, yeah F train all the way back We was duckin' from police, I don't ride with no phonies If you real, then you show me, know I'm real if you know me People fake so I'm lonely, yeah Give me a dap, I'm never wishin' you bad I hope you gettin' your bread, I hope you gettin' ahead And nothin' is settin' you back Yeah, yeah, I been that asshole, still authentic asshole If I show you love, you know it's real as ever, asshole Get it how you live it though Polish up, my spirit's low Every day I'm findin' somethin' different that I'm livin' for Tryna tell my people they don't gotta keep they ceilin' low Just keep your spirits high, keep on movin' as you heal and grow Top-down in my old hood, it's a good day Nice smile but he no good what they all say When I'm gone, know I'm still right with you always Knock, knock, pull up with the vibes at your doorway Love is love, sun is up, fuck it up Get yo' cash up, get yo' ass up, run it up Fuck a bag up, tell 'em back up, call me nuts Tell 'em catch up, get yo' racks up, yeah, yeah
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