CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Fake Friends
Alright
Put the money in the bag
Put it in!
Bruffer got that heat b*t*h
Left town
Back again
But I’m soft
In the back that it’s like I never left
(That’s it like I never left)
Imma chase the bands like a
Deadhead
(Like a deadhead)
Imma make it there b*t*h I’m
Deadset
b*t*h I’m deadset
I stay in the air like I’m falling
(I’m fallin’)
He stays where the sunshine stays on him
(Yawning)
You were nothing like I thought
I know one day I’ll be looking back likе
“I called it”
f**k, I swear I can barely brеathe when I think of us
(Us)
Went to sleep at dawn, woke up at dusk
So what
(b*t*h!)
Wish that I could brush it all off like it’s dust
(Dust)
To just
Stop looking down so much and say [?] what’s up
If you smell weed in that b*t*h then you know it’s us
Don’t press your luck
I keep my blade just like I keep my Mary
Tucked
So why you staring
It’d be dumb to say that I ain’t scared of nothing
But b*t*h I ain’t scared of nothing if we bleed the same blood
(Aye yuh)
f**k a fake friend, f**k a b*t*h
Now I’m just cutting off all the loose ends
You ain’t sh*t, I couldn’t give less of a f**k
What he said
Middle finger to your face, I’ll be like this till I’m dead
I’ll be like this till I’m dead
I'm just facing outside
Take it then I bounce back
Imma take an ounce right
Save it b*t*h
I doubt that
I stay in my house like
I’m Macaulay
Just cause they talk about me
Don’t mean that they know me
Don’t mean that they know
I stay in the air like I’m falling
(I’m fallin’)
He stays where the sunshine stays on him, yuh
You were nothing like I thought
I know one day I’ll be looking back like
“I called it”
Alright
Put the money in the bag
Put it in!
Just a sh*tty town full of fake friends
But leave everything
I told even if it don’t make sense
Stay back, kicking this dirt up
Through the tragic, watch me dance
It ain’t sh*t, it ain’t sh*t
f**k em all, none of em understand
(Bruffer got that heat b*t*h)
Put the heat back at the fans [?]
Back in the back of the back of
My head
Keep up my defense
Trust me, I don’t make the plans
Stuck in a trance
Roll up like a whip
Joint tucked like a band
I keep calm as I advance
Put the money in the bag
Put it in!
Bruffer got that heat b*t*h
Left town
Back again
But I’m soft
In the back that it’s like I never left
(That’s it like I never left)
Imma chase the bands like a
Deadhead
(Like a deadhead)
Imma make it there b*t*h I’m
Deadset
b*t*h I’m deadset
I stay in the air like I’m falling
(I’m fallin’)
He stays where the sunshine stays on him
(Yawning)
You were nothing like I thought
I know one day I’ll be looking back likе
“I called it”
f**k, I swear I can barely brеathe when I think of us
(Us)
Went to sleep at dawn, woke up at dusk
So what
(b*t*h!)
Wish that I could brush it all off like it’s dust
(Dust)
To just
Stop looking down so much and say [?] what’s up
If you smell weed in that b*t*h then you know it’s us
Don’t press your luck
I keep my blade just like I keep my Mary
Tucked
So why you staring
It’d be dumb to say that I ain’t scared of nothing
But b*t*h I ain’t scared of nothing if we bleed the same blood
(Aye yuh)
f**k a fake friend, f**k a b*t*h
Now I’m just cutting off all the loose ends
You ain’t sh*t, I couldn’t give less of a f**k
What he said
Middle finger to your face, I’ll be like this till I’m dead
I’ll be like this till I’m dead
I'm just facing outside
Take it then I bounce back
Imma take an ounce right
Save it b*t*h
I doubt that
I stay in my house like
I’m Macaulay
Just cause they talk about me
Don’t mean that they know me
Don’t mean that they know
I stay in the air like I’m falling
(I’m fallin’)
He stays where the sunshine stays on him, yuh
You were nothing like I thought
I know one day I’ll be looking back like
“I called it”
Alright
Put the money in the bag
Put it in!
Just a sh*tty town full of fake friends
But leave everything
I told even if it don’t make sense
Stay back, kicking this dirt up
Through the tragic, watch me dance
It ain’t sh*t, it ain’t sh*t
f**k em all, none of em understand
(Bruffer got that heat b*t*h)
Put the heat back at the fans [?]
Back in the back of the back of
My head
Keep up my defense
Trust me, I don’t make the plans
Stuck in a trance
Roll up like a whip
Joint tucked like a band
I keep calm as I advance
