Fake Friends 歌词
| 歌曲 | Fake Friends |
| 歌手 | Mr.Maan |
| 专辑 | Fake Friends |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Mr.Maan | |
| 作曲 : GrayBlack/Mr.Maan | |
| Stuck up in a ****ed up situation man, | |
| they know I'm hustlin' since day one man, | |
| I'm done with the fake ones, whom I used to call my friends once | |
| then I learned, You lose them when you grow up man | |
| The leagues are different man, | |
| they meant to keep me grounded man, | |
| I was hell bent man, with every rap I write | |
| I give a statement man | |
| They be keeping running behind me, with their threats | |
| man they mistook as fear, with my patience | |
| I don't have anybody, who I call 'em friends | |
| Only few peeps I can rely on, My mom and Dad. | |
| My dad is the dude, who gave up what he had | |
| for the sake of me, I don't know how can I repay him. | |
| Dear Mom, I don't know how to spit it out that | |
| how much I love you, There ain't nobody who can be another you! | |
| never will be! | |
| You have nothing, still you gave me your love unconditional | |
| My Sister, I lived more than life with her, in the school days | |
| whenever I used to get busted, she was there by my side | |
| 'Cuz she trusted, | |
| Not like you cowards who walked away when the time got harder, | |
| and then messed it. | |
| Saare bhai bhai the bolte, Aayi Naah sharam jab inhone diye dhokhe | |
| roke ke vyakt naah karun kuchh mai, bolun mai dil khol ke | |
| zindagi hai jhand, firr bhi khadaa hun seena thok ke, | |
| YEAH! | |
| Zindagi hai jhand firr bhi khadaa hun seena thok ke. | |
| (Hook) | |
| Dost kahaa thaa jinhe, nikle saare matlabi | |
| bhai kahaa thaa jinhe, hogaye aaj ajnabi | |
| Man I'm out here, makin' Ms, | |
| What you at bro? Just pumpin' in the Gym huh? | |
| who need foes when you hoes turned this gross, | |
| the crossed the limit to the extent, that you can't emit by spittin' shit | |
| and calling yourself Gs in the Internet?(Internet) | |
| We had that bond bro, people say brother from another mother | |
| then you chose to **** everything up, your blows | |
| motivating me to get up high, from the lows | |
| man your words so weak, its on the brink | |
| thousand times you gotta think, | |
| before messing with. | |
| Ain't settled for less, I'm making the game bigger | |
| bitch I'm switching Cities, You still switching sides huh? | |
| For Saying the lies, you gotta pay the price, | |
| I may look geek, I'm an old school freak | |
| I can Kill ya dudes, on a single beat. | |
| They be forming propaganda, to bring me down | |
| head held high, cuz my game is strong. | |
| don't cry tears, I penned the ink down on the paper | |
| I rolled the paper, and Smoked it into Vapour | |
| Wannabe Muscle Machos, I'm Sitting here | |
| feeding on my Nachos | |
| I got V!SH and Rancho, by my side | |
| Spittin' Bars, Call it Cyanide. | |
| Infinite energy I have, Although | |
| I have dissent opinion, Why Should I set back huh? | |
| Tell ME?(Tell ME) | |
| (Hook) | |
| Dost kahaa thaa jinhe, Nikle Saare Matlabi | |
| Bhai Kahaa thaa jinhe, Hogaye aaj Ajnabi X2 |
| zuo ci : Mr. Maan | |
| zuo qu : GrayBlack Mr. Maan | |
| Stuck up in a ed up situation man, | |
| they know I' m hustlin' since day one man, | |
| I' m done with the fake ones, whom I used to call my friends once | |
| then I learned, You lose them when you grow up man | |
| The leagues are different man, | |
| they meant to keep me grounded man, | |
| I was hell bent man, with every rap I write | |
| I give a statement man | |
| They be keeping running behind me, with their threats | |
| man they mistook as fear, with my patience | |
| I don' t have anybody, who I call ' em friends | |
| Only few peeps I can rely on, My mom and Dad. | |
| My dad is the dude, who gave up what he had | |
| for the sake of me, I don' t know how can I repay him. | |
| Dear Mom, I don' t know how to spit it out that | |
| how much I love you, There ain' t nobody who can be another you! | |
| never will be! | |
| You have nothing, still you gave me your love unconditional | |
| My Sister, I lived more than life with her, in the school days | |
| whenever I used to get busted, she was there by my side | |
| ' Cuz she trusted, | |
| Not like you cowards who walked away when the time got harder, | |
| and then messed it. | |
| Saare bhai bhai the bolte, Aayi Naah sharam jab inhone diye dhokhe | |
| roke ke vyakt naah karun kuchh mai, bolun mai dil khol ke | |
| zindagi hai jhand, firr bhi khadaa hun seena thok ke, | |
| YEAH! | |
| Zindagi hai jhand firr bhi khadaa hun seena thok ke. | |
| Hook | |
| Dost kahaa thaa jinhe, nikle saare matlabi | |
| bhai kahaa thaa jinhe, hogaye aaj ajnabi | |
| Man I' m out here, makin' Ms, | |
| What you at bro? Just pumpin' in the Gym huh? | |
| who need foes when you hoes turned this gross, | |
| the crossed the limit to the extent, that you can' t emit by spittin' shit | |
| and calling yourself Gs in the Internet? Internet | |
| We had that bond bro, people say brother from another mother | |
| then you chose to everything up, your blows | |
| motivating me to get up high, from the lows | |
| man your words so weak, its on the brink | |
| thousand times you gotta think, | |
| before messing with. | |
| Ain' t settled for less, I' m making the game bigger | |
| bitch I' m switching Cities, You still switching sides huh? | |
| For Saying the lies, you gotta pay the price, | |
| I may look geek, I' m an old school freak | |
| I can Kill ya dudes, on a single beat. | |
| They be forming propaganda, to bring me down | |
| head held high, cuz my game is strong. | |
| don' t cry tears, I penned the ink down on the paper | |
| I rolled the paper, and Smoked it into Vapour | |
| Wannabe Muscle Machos, I' m Sitting here | |
| feeding on my Nachos | |
| I got V! SH and Rancho, by my side | |
| Spittin' Bars, Call it Cyanide. | |
| Infinite energy I have, Although | |
| I have dissent opinion, Why Should I set back huh? | |
| Tell ME? Tell ME | |
| Hook | |
| Dost kahaa thaa jinhe, Nikle Saare Matlabi | |
| Bhai Kahaa thaa jinhe, Hogaye aaj Ajnabi X2 |
| zuò cí : Mr. Maan | |
| zuò qǔ : GrayBlack Mr. Maan | |
| Stuck up in a ed up situation man, | |
| they know I' m hustlin' since day one man, | |
| I' m done with the fake ones, whom I used to call my friends once | |
| then I learned, You lose them when you grow up man | |
| The leagues are different man, | |
| they meant to keep me grounded man, | |
| I was hell bent man, with every rap I write | |
| I give a statement man | |
| They be keeping running behind me, with their threats | |
| man they mistook as fear, with my patience | |
| I don' t have anybody, who I call ' em friends | |
| Only few peeps I can rely on, My mom and Dad. | |
| My dad is the dude, who gave up what he had | |
| for the sake of me, I don' t know how can I repay him. | |
| Dear Mom, I don' t know how to spit it out that | |
| how much I love you, There ain' t nobody who can be another you! | |
| never will be! | |
| You have nothing, still you gave me your love unconditional | |
| My Sister, I lived more than life with her, in the school days | |
| whenever I used to get busted, she was there by my side | |
| ' Cuz she trusted, | |
| Not like you cowards who walked away when the time got harder, | |
| and then messed it. | |
| Saare bhai bhai the bolte, Aayi Naah sharam jab inhone diye dhokhe | |
| roke ke vyakt naah karun kuchh mai, bolun mai dil khol ke | |
| zindagi hai jhand, firr bhi khadaa hun seena thok ke, | |
| YEAH! | |
| Zindagi hai jhand firr bhi khadaa hun seena thok ke. | |
| Hook | |
| Dost kahaa thaa jinhe, nikle saare matlabi | |
| bhai kahaa thaa jinhe, hogaye aaj ajnabi | |
| Man I' m out here, makin' Ms, | |
| What you at bro? Just pumpin' in the Gym huh? | |
| who need foes when you hoes turned this gross, | |
| the crossed the limit to the extent, that you can' t emit by spittin' shit | |
| and calling yourself Gs in the Internet? Internet | |
| We had that bond bro, people say brother from another mother | |
| then you chose to everything up, your blows | |
| motivating me to get up high, from the lows | |
| man your words so weak, its on the brink | |
| thousand times you gotta think, | |
| before messing with. | |
| Ain' t settled for less, I' m making the game bigger | |
| bitch I' m switching Cities, You still switching sides huh? | |
| For Saying the lies, you gotta pay the price, | |
| I may look geek, I' m an old school freak | |
| I can Kill ya dudes, on a single beat. | |
| They be forming propaganda, to bring me down | |
| head held high, cuz my game is strong. | |
| don' t cry tears, I penned the ink down on the paper | |
| I rolled the paper, and Smoked it into Vapour | |
| Wannabe Muscle Machos, I' m Sitting here | |
| feeding on my Nachos | |
| I got V! SH and Rancho, by my side | |
| Spittin' Bars, Call it Cyanide. | |
| Infinite energy I have, Although | |
| I have dissent opinion, Why Should I set back huh? | |
| Tell ME? Tell ME | |
| Hook | |
| Dost kahaa thaa jinhe, Nikle Saare Matlabi | |
| Bhai Kahaa thaa jinhe, Hogaye aaj Ajnabi X2 |
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