"Never Had A Friend" lyrics
French Montana & Max B Lyrics
In the hood, I was born and raised
Oh
Oh, oh
Oh
(Baby)
She everywhere we go
Bitches pull up on the ride, pull a nigga out the driver side
Now the cops comin' like they got the call, fuckin' with my rider side
I'm in love with my bitch, that's my ride or die
I used to give 'em the tip, the Häagen-Dazs
These lil' niggas, they lie, I don't analyze
The music that's in the streets, I revitalize
Shit I see in the streets, I prophesize
Shit I leave on these beats, I harmonize
Player seats, countin' knots, can't speak, traumatized
Can't see out my eyes, busy, I reply ('Ply)
I fucked on his bitch, I was high (Haan)
Lost my dogs to the streets, they was my closest friends (Uh-huh)
And all my dogs is behind the wall
Tryna make it to the top and make a couple M's (Haan)
And tell them bitches that one day I'ma ball (Ah-ah)
Eyes closed, I can't take no days off (Ah-ah)
For them niggas that was prayin' that one day I'ma fall
Spirit of Ecstasy, pop, clutch, run up a fee
Started from nothin', now a couple M's get touched in a week
Shout out to Chinx, he livin' heavenly
We had to die for respect, like check, check out my melody
Ridin' the four-door deep
Can't sleep, paranoia got me clutchin' on the chop in the Lam' Jeep (Bah, bah, bah)
Blew up, but can't forget my dog who never grew up
There was a homi', when they finally saw the body, threw up (Ah)
I live and learn, can't take it for granted
Gotta ride with the cannon, I stay sharp like Shannon
Famous bitches hit my phone line (Brring)
Got my mind on my riches and your bitches, I never call mine
Niggas tweakin', sayin' fuck a street, but I only see 'em online
And if you hatin', suck a dick, there's a long line
Never knew, never choose to
Talk go through us (Haan)
A small change, grew up (Haan)
From the ground, blew up (Haan)
Lost my dogs to the streets, they was my closest friends (Uh-huh)
And all my dogs is behind the wall
Tryna make it to the top and make a couple M's (Haan)
And tell them bitches that one day I'ma ball (Ah-ah)
Eyes closed, I can't take no days off (Ah-ah)
For them niggas that was prayin' that one day I'ma fall
For them niggas that was prayin' that one day I'ma fall
Oh
Oh, oh
Oh
(Baby)
She everywhere we go
Bitches pull up on the ride, pull a nigga out the driver side
Now the cops comin' like they got the call, fuckin' with my rider side
I'm in love with my bitch, that's my ride or die
I used to give 'em the tip, the Häagen-Dazs
These lil' niggas, they lie, I don't analyze
The music that's in the streets, I revitalize
Shit I see in the streets, I prophesize
Shit I leave on these beats, I harmonize
Player seats, countin' knots, can't speak, traumatized
Can't see out my eyes, busy, I reply ('Ply)
I fucked on his bitch, I was high (Haan)
Lost my dogs to the streets, they was my closest friends (Uh-huh)
And all my dogs is behind the wall
Tryna make it to the top and make a couple M's (Haan)
And tell them bitches that one day I'ma ball (Ah-ah)
Eyes closed, I can't take no days off (Ah-ah)
For them niggas that was prayin' that one day I'ma fall
Spirit of Ecstasy, pop, clutch, run up a fee
Started from nothin', now a couple M's get touched in a week
Shout out to Chinx, he livin' heavenly
We had to die for respect, like check, check out my melody
Ridin' the four-door deep
Can't sleep, paranoia got me clutchin' on the chop in the Lam' Jeep (Bah, bah, bah)
Blew up, but can't forget my dog who never grew up
There was a homi', when they finally saw the body, threw up (Ah)
I live and learn, can't take it for granted
Gotta ride with the cannon, I stay sharp like Shannon
Famous bitches hit my phone line (Brring)
Got my mind on my riches and your bitches, I never call mine
Niggas tweakin', sayin' fuck a street, but I only see 'em online
And if you hatin', suck a dick, there's a long line
Never knew, never choose to
Talk go through us (Haan)
A small change, grew up (Haan)
From the ground, blew up (Haan)
Lost my dogs to the streets, they was my closest friends (Uh-huh)
And all my dogs is behind the wall
Tryna make it to the top and make a couple M's (Haan)
And tell them bitches that one day I'ma ball (Ah-ah)
Eyes closed, I can't take no days off (Ah-ah)
For them niggas that was prayin' that one day I'ma fall
For them niggas that was prayin' that one day I'ma fall
