Friends - Tag Shai, SorrySines

Labyrinth straight signs like I’m Yakuza

Don’t get paid to listen your hate

I use my thots like a shield like I’m Zabuza

Concentrate on what you’re doing

Faceless, man like I retired in Cuba

Straight up flames like I be firing bazookas

Rap game, we all buying computers

All my gang foreign

Talk to me cause I’m boring

New shoes, you got me yawning

New shoes, you got me yawning

You balloons assume nothing that I ever do is worthwhile

Meanwhile you keep releasing shit like it’s vile

Burn down soundcloud with just one file, aye

Straight out the den

Riding down the street in my Benz

Where are my friends, where are my friends

You’re my friend

You’re my friend

You’re my friend

You’re my friend

Straight out the den

Riding down the street in my Benz

Where are my friends, where are my friends

You’re my friend

You’re my friend

You’re my friend

You’re my friend

Balling, good morning

Straight up real I could never reveal about the last time I ever stopped warring

Armour clad in Ralph Lauren

Sleep on me well keep snoring

Creep to me well keep crawling

Katy Perry, roaring

Sometimes I might reminisce of a life outside but I’d rather be indoors

Straight up I’m real but I cannot feel what it’s like to be one with the

influence

Represent the ones with imports

Pulling out with the pink Porsche

Pulling up back with the pink force

Pull up with the pen that’ll print morse

Aye, aye feeling eternal abyss

Sit in the mirrors of chrome with the steel to my dome like I wanna be missed

Aye, aye feeling eternal abyss

Sit in the mirrors of chrome with the steel to my dome like I wanna be missed

Straight out the den

Riding down the street in my Benz

Where are my friends, where are my friends

You’re my friend

You’re my friend

You’re my friend

You’re my friend

Straight out the den

Riding down the street in my Benz

Where are my friends, where are my friends

You’re my friend

You’re my friend

You’re my friend

You’re my friend