[Verse 1]
I know love's a strong word but I use it a lot
Because I gotta lotta people that I thought I could want
Around, for my kids when I'm dead in the ground
But I'd slowly figure out that there's snakes in my town
Cause I'm done, looking after these fake cunts
Looking up, knowing that my wallets where the funds at
Shut your mouth if you ain't really down for this
Ain't fucking around with you clowns if you out for ticks
I'm not a bank, don't treat me like a teller
I'm not a snitch, but you know no better
I got doubts that you down for the grind that I'm in now
No time for you if you ain't 'been round
So look down when you see my face
Don't look round when there's food on my plate
Could make a bigger mistake, and a cop a hit to the face
Or find another way to dodge all the problems you made
[HOOK]
I gotta lotta fake friends and you know this
It's hard to hide, and you've noticed
I've tried to lie and keep hope but I know I'm broken
And I know they wanna see when my coffins closing
Gotta lotta fake friends, and you noticed
I've noticed, the snakes in the grass still holding
Control of the knives in my back
I blame fake friends for the stabs
[VERSE 2]
How the fuck can people be so fake, looking right in my face
And telling me that they real, while holding onto the blade
I'm ashamed to admit, you nearly got me to quit
Had a rope 'round my neck before I finally said "yeah fuck this'<
I don't need your shit
You better split for I do the same thing to your lip
I'm going off, punched walls from plaster to bricks
Broke both my hands over the same gronk bitch
But no, got the same cunts in my phone who know
That I'm onto them, reload, they ghost
I don't give a fuck about you, but you hope
That I'll blow and you can come to the shows for free
But bitch please, you gonna have to fucking leave
You won't see me, cause I'mma fuck up the set
When I touch up your head, fuck your distress
Cause I've seen what you said behind my back
Seen what you said, I've seen you what you said
You motherfuckers forget that I'll see what you said
Got Uncle Fester in debt, I'll tie you up in the shed
And leave you bloody and bruised then throw you off of a deck
I'm not fucking around no more that's true
If you got a problem I expect the truth
When I ask, there's proof
Fuck around with me I'mma fuck around with you
Fuck around with me I'mma fuck around with you x4
[HOOK]
I gotta lotta fake friends and you know this
It's hard to hide, and you've noticed
I've tried to lie and keep hope but I know I'm broken
And I know they wanna see when my coffins closing
Gotta lotta fake friends, and you noticed
I've noticed, the snakes in the grass still holding
Control of the knives in my back
I blame fake friends for the stabs
[VERSE 3]
Third verse, bring it back now my heart hurts
You've learned that I've learned how a bridge burns
I've turned to a dick from the scars earned
Never trust a snake in the grass or what you heard
Actions speak louder than words, learned the hard way
Tears on the page when I write always leave stains
Betrayed by most my close mates
Might've only happenned once, but they never get my trust again
It's all facts when I spit fuck a fake friend
I don't need shit from you, better not pretend
That you were the victim, please you were the symptom
And I found the medicine to cure all my sickness
It's liqour and drugs, I'm addicted to one though
And it's weed, lord knows where the cones go
Fuck me, I'm as high as the clouds float
What's in the bottle? A mixture of bleach tho
I'm fucked in the head but we know that
Ain't nobody lying 'round here if you know Zack
It's from all the fake friends that I've known, that
Used and abused me to chew through my smoke packs
Yes it's about you, if the shoe fits
I don't wanna drop no names, I'm the big kid
But if you think back then where you used me
Fuck you, I just hope you die real soon G
