Titles don't mean much, but I'll still address it
Here's the question, you're friend or foe? Or second guessing
Your in my corner or backing me slowly in a corner
The awareness was street nigga, they should've warned ya
That's why my book closed, close moments I keep those
The more you know, the more information they will expose
I said a goodbye to some, maybe a good riddance
But if you vibe to these words, they be some good writtens
All my life I paid attention, but it failed to mention
Heavy and hecked shit can happen, at any minute
Any second I'm watching the needle move a little
These niggas lie and say the sky is falling, Chicken Little
Moving in silence watching it under fold
That's why they run and told, these shitty niggas are peptoed
Perception is twice as nice, when it's evident
So beware of the backstabbers and president
It's a cold cold cold world, when your friends turned enemies
Cut your grass 'cause these fake niggas be slithering
Behind your back, they be running, telling everything
Watch your friends man, some of them are enemies
In this cold world, when your friends turned enemies
Cut your grass 'cause these fake niggas be slithering
Behind your back, they be running, telling everything
Better watch your friends man, some turned enemies
These Talladega Nights, meaning it's dark as hell
It be the ones wishing you well, celebrate your fail
I mean the one that's closest to you trying to take they shot
Crushing on your bitch, just to fill your spot
The block is hot, the winters cold, the summers both or either
Don't speak no evil on me Ricky Bobby, shit is lethal
Too much power in the tongue, they couldn't hardly wait
Cruel intentions put you last, the old shake and bake
Believe me nowadays, people learn the hard way
Them sorries ain't sorry, as kids say they stories
A whole bunch of nothing, but I really heard this often
How these niggas get no pussy, still be pillow talking
Where they do that at?
Netflix and no chill, Plan B got no pill, it's Jaded with no Will
The price on hate is too strong, these nigga copped on Groupon
I can't believe half the shit these f*ckers be on
It's a cold cold cold world, when your friends turned enemies
Cut your grass 'cause these fake niggas be slithering
Behind your back, they be running, telling everything
Watch your friends man, some of them are enemies
In this cold world, when your friends turned enemies
Cut your grass 'cause these fake niggas be slithering
Behind your back, they be running, telling everything
Better watch your friends man, some turned enemies
Yeah, y'all know what it is
It's Bank
Look, I'm going to take it right here
Ooooh
Byron Bank - Friends Turned Enemies Lyrics
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Titles don't mean much, but I'll still address it
Here's the question, you're friend or foe? Or second guessing
Your in my corner or backing me slowly in a corner
The awareness was street nigga, they should've warned ya
That's why my book closed, close moments I keep those
The more you know, the more information they will expose
I said a goodbye to some, maybe a good riddance
But if you vibe to these words, they be some good writtens
All my life I paid attention, but it failed to mention
Heavy and hecked shit can happen, at any minute
Any second I'm watching the needle move a little
These niggas lie and say the sky is falling, Chicken Little
Moving in silence watching it under fold
That's why they run and told, these shitty niggas are peptoed
Perception is twice as nice, when it's evident
So beware of the backstabbers and president
It's a cold cold cold world, when your friends turned enemies
Cut your grass 'cause these fake niggas be slithering
Behind your back, they be running, telling everything
Watch your friends man, some of them are enemies
In this cold world, when your friends turned enemies
Cut your grass 'cause these fake niggas be slithering
Behind your back, they be running, telling everything
Better watch your friends man, some turned enemies
These Talladega Nights, meaning it's dark as hell
It be the ones wishing you well, celebrate your fail
I mean the one that's closest to you trying to take they shot
Crushing on your bitch, just to fill your spot
The block is hot, the winters cold, the summers both or either
Don't speak no evil on me Ricky Bobby, shit is lethal
Too much power in the tongue, they couldn't hardly wait
Cruel intentions put you last, the old shake and bake
Believe me nowadays, people learn the hard way
Them sorries ain't sorry, as kids say they stories
A whole bunch of nothing, but I really heard this often
How these niggas get no pussy, still be pillow talking
Where they do that at?
Netflix and no chill, Plan B got no pill, it's Jaded with no Will
The price on hate is too strong, these nigga copped on Groupon
I can't believe half the shit these f*ckers be on
It's a cold cold cold world, when your friends turned enemies
Cut your grass 'cause these fake niggas be slithering
Behind your back, they be running, telling everything
Watch your friends man, some of them are enemies
In this cold world, when your friends turned enemies
Cut your grass 'cause these fake niggas be slithering
Behind your back, they be running, telling everything
Better watch your friends man, some turned enemies
Yeah, y'all know what it is
It's Bank
Look, I'm going to take it right here
Ooooh
Here's the question, you're friend or foe? Or second guessing
Your in my corner or backing me slowly in a corner
The awareness was street nigga, they should've warned ya
That's why my book closed, close moments I keep those
The more you know, the more information they will expose
I said a goodbye to some, maybe a good riddance
But if you vibe to these words, they be some good writtens
All my life I paid attention, but it failed to mention
Heavy and hecked shit can happen, at any minute
Any second I'm watching the needle move a little
These niggas lie and say the sky is falling, Chicken Little
Moving in silence watching it under fold
That's why they run and told, these shitty niggas are peptoed
Perception is twice as nice, when it's evident
So beware of the backstabbers and president
It's a cold cold cold world, when your friends turned enemies
Cut your grass 'cause these fake niggas be slithering
Behind your back, they be running, telling everything
Watch your friends man, some of them are enemies
In this cold world, when your friends turned enemies
Cut your grass 'cause these fake niggas be slithering
Behind your back, they be running, telling everything
Better watch your friends man, some turned enemies
These Talladega Nights, meaning it's dark as hell
It be the ones wishing you well, celebrate your fail
I mean the one that's closest to you trying to take they shot
Crushing on your bitch, just to fill your spot
The block is hot, the winters cold, the summers both or either
Don't speak no evil on me Ricky Bobby, shit is lethal
Too much power in the tongue, they couldn't hardly wait
Cruel intentions put you last, the old shake and bake
Believe me nowadays, people learn the hard way
Them sorries ain't sorry, as kids say they stories
A whole bunch of nothing, but I really heard this often
How these niggas get no pussy, still be pillow talking
Where they do that at?
Netflix and no chill, Plan B got no pill, it's Jaded with no Will
The price on hate is too strong, these nigga copped on Groupon
I can't believe half the shit these f*ckers be on
It's a cold cold cold world, when your friends turned enemies
Cut your grass 'cause these fake niggas be slithering
Behind your back, they be running, telling everything
Watch your friends man, some of them are enemies
In this cold world, when your friends turned enemies
Cut your grass 'cause these fake niggas be slithering
Behind your back, they be running, telling everything
Better watch your friends man, some turned enemies
Yeah, y'all know what it is
It's Bank
Look, I'm going to take it right here
Ooooh
Writer: Byron Keith Jones
Copyright: Lyrics © WESAYWHATWEWANT MUSIC
Copyright: Lyrics © WESAYWHATWEWANT MUSIC