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Usa A− / A+ para ajustar el tamañoNo Friends In The Industry
No friends in the industryMy brothers been my brothers, man, you niggas ain't no kin to me, a fact (Woah)Yeah, you heard about me, you don't know me more than thatYeah I know I—Hey, hey, yeah[Chorus]No friends in the industryMy brothers been my brothers, man, you niggas ain't no kin to me, a fact (Woah)I was known for snappin' when I chat before the appStood on everything I said and never took it back (Woah)No friends in the industryI had to draw the line between my brothers and my enemies, a factNiggas love to start the beef, don't wanna keep it rap[Próxima Parte]Yeah, you hit us up and now we owe you something backN.C. (1 bar)[Verse 1]See, I was young angel but these niggas turned me evilYeah, I know I know you, but you really ain't my peopleYeah, I heard some people say they know 'em as my equalTruth be told, I son these niggas, girl, I don't compete with 'emAsk about The Boy and they gon' say they got the streets with himNiggas so offensive knowin' they don't have no defenseWhy they always act like we can fix it with a meeting?All that linking up, man, I'ma see ya when I see yaYeahYeahYeah, brothers been my brothers, manYou niggas ain't no kin and that's a fact (Ayy)And I'm like Sha'Carri, smoke 'em on and off the track (Aye)And you love that hoe, but me, I put her on her backYou get Drizzy on a track, he'll put you on the mapOh, it's like that? Hell yeah it's like that (Ayy)And I got a contract, it's a max (Ayy)Since I got in contact, she attachedWhen I signed my first deal, that shit came through a faxThat should let you know how long I been out here runnin' laps(I been doin' this for a long time)[Chorus]Yeah, no friends in the industry[Próxima Parte]Yeah, he hit us up and now we owe you something back(1 bar)[Verse 2](Ayy, what?)Damn, this shit too dirty, gotta yellow tape itAnd I got her waitin' at the telly nakedWe ain't drop though, how you niggas celebratin'?Already disrespecting, something I ain't toleratingYou niggas fuck with me, I give 'em motivationAnd your circle shrinkin', see some boys escapin'Rest of them is guilty by association (Ayy, what?)Fuck the batin', who the goat?Bet not make the shit up 'bout the numbers all I knowBet not make the shit up 'bout the summer all I knowBetter find ya someone else to hit with all that smoke, nigga, yeahAnd all them tweets and all them postsAin't got the type of time to be playin' with you folkI had a Richard prior to these niggas, that's the jokeI'm really down to die behind these versus in my notes[Outro]YeahYeahYeah, brothers with my brothers, man, you niggas ain't no kin and that's a—(1 bar)N.C. (spoken)(I could play off the iPod?Yeah 'cause this a mother fuckin' 2016, babyI see the way the lights go, on the dashboardThe lights go to the dashboardThat's how you know it's new, ooh)
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