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Friend* Or* Foe Video (MV)




Performed By: Sane** Cobain
Language: English
Length: 2:11
Written by: Gregory Gray
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Sane** Cobain - Friend* Or* Foe Lyrics




A hot head lose composure
When my ribs touch

In High school School was skipping everything accept school lunch

Still polod up Ralph Lauryn was never Too much

Booted up
Before practice faced like 2 blunts

Yea
I'm outta school so could admit it now

Put a lil weight on my shoulder so I'm bigger now

Remember I was steady striking out I finally hit it now
Them pantys you bought the other day can't even fit em now
Uh
It's no surprise if you ask me
Sliding with no license f*ck the main take the bacc streets
Tryna find a balance between roccing and a athlete
Regardless occupations ima end up where the cash b
At
I'm jd5 at the quarterback
Tryna test my gangsta knock the logo off yo fitted cap
I always had my own style
The trends I ain't in too that
Pacing all my laps with the spirit of the thunerdcat
I'm on

Friend or foe let yo choices
Choose yo role

Never give up on yo self
N Always take care of yo soul

If you always outside knoccing
Find the hinges kicc the door

Living speedy sipping slow
I Never seen this place before
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English

A hot head lose composure
When my ribs touch

In High school School was skipping everything accept school lunch

Still polod up Ralph Lauryn was never Too much

Booted up
Before practice faced like 2 blunts

Yea
I'm outta school so could admit it now

Put a lil weight on my shoulder so I'm bigger now

Remember I was steady striking out I finally hit it now
Them pantys you bought the other day can't even fit em now
Uh
It's no surprise if you ask me
Sliding with no license f*ck the main take the bacc streets
Tryna find a balance between roccing and a athlete
Regardless occupations ima end up where the cash b
At
I'm jd5 at the quarterback
Tryna test my gangsta knock the logo off yo fitted cap
I always had my own style
The trends I ain't in too that
Pacing all my laps with the spirit of the thunerdcat
I'm on

Friend or foe let yo choices
Choose yo role

Never give up on yo self
N Always take care of yo soul

If you always outside knoccing
Find the hinges kicc the door

Living speedy sipping slow
I Never seen this place before
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Writer: Gregory Gray
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