Fake Friends
There's just so much that's on my mind
But I won't let life get the best of me
Some shit up in my system
Going hard just like SOAD
Throw ashes to my past
Because I swear that shit is dead to me
I'm drowning in the pool like Kendrick
This shit ain't brand new to me
I'm losing friends who on that fake shit
Fuck me over then say that I'm crazy
I deal with this bullshit on the daily
I'm over it, to put it vaguely
Bit the hand that fed your ass
You mad? I think you are a tad
I cut 'em off like K. Camp
You can call me Edward Scissor Hands
Uh, yeah
You like to run your fucking mouth
Til you don't even know what's coming out
I fire back like "Plow!"
'Cause I can ruin your fucking life
And you've just given me a reason
You should prolly take it slow
Don't you know all my friends are heathens?
Ay, you didn't mean it?
Didn't want no one to see it?
You thought those screenshots that I had
Just somehow got deleted? Nope
I told your ass to stop
And you just wouldn't fucking drop it
So don't be surprised
When all your skeletons come out the closet
Bitch