FAKEFRIENDS

I'm sick of doubt, fuck the clout, what you talkin' 'bout?
Under so much stress, my face is lookin' like I'm breakin' out
I don't drink man, the words will make you out n out
I'll be the Roundabout

Your boy ain't got no bank account
Take your money, that's the Faust
I was broke, I got discounts
My name always mispronounced
Gotta chill, smoke a pound
Of the finest fuckin' loud
Take a look, at the crown
Fake friends not allowed

Ahh shid, I had a lot of those
Had to separate the hoes from the bros
Mental breakdowns wanna make me shave my head, woah
Lookin' like I'm Britney Spears or maybe Amber Rose

Only God knows
When we'll decompose or when the fuckin' world explodes
I don't know, but another day, another road
Gotta keep my head up, with the Acapulco Gold
Only God knows
When we'll decompose or when the fuckin' world explodes
I don't know, but another day, another road
Gotta keep my head up, with the Acapulco Gold

Your boy ain't got no bank account
Take your money, that's the Faust
I was broke, I got discounts
My name always mispronounced
Gotta chill, smoke a pound
Of the finest fuckin' loud
Take a look, at the crown
Fake friends not allowed