Correction Lyrics Old Friends. by Xetonyl

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Old friends, they fold on you
You lie, I ain’t holding you
G2, and you know I got kickback
Reminisce, could we just go back
Say that you love me, I know that
Yeah, still got the plug
Your girl she chop, don’t wanna cuff
Double the bag, she not enough
She said I’m a dog, but who can I trust
Get to the back, she like it rough
I just count the bag now I’m going so dummy
Meet at that beach when I get to the money
Your man he broke, yeah he fake and bummy
Tylenol days even though I look sunny
Beat up the beat, now I’m feeling aggressive
Your girl she want me, I’m switching possessive
I’m in love with the money, obsessive

I cannot go nowhere without you
You don’t my money I could never doubt you
Talkin’ ‘bout bands in my cloud too
You are my angel, could never hurt you
You already know I never deserve you
Think of my future and I know you’re there
Top of the stairs
Hop in the GT I’m going somewhere
Don’t know, don’t care
Stuck in my head I’m shooting off flares
I know I’m going somewhere
Making the money while up in my chair
Selling beats with my lair
Yeah
Old friends they doubted me
My new friends say they proud of me
Act then like I got somewhere to be
But (?), yeah that’s what I need
Introvert on my own
I ain’t stuck in my home
I think that I changed
Now I tend to hook up
They @’d me like they know me
They don’t, they don’t
They tryna test me
They won’t, they won’t

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