[Intro: KingSolrac]
Sick of fake friends where the real ones at?
I don’t even know if I’ll ever go back?
I’ll ever go back
I don’t even know if I’ll ever go back?
Will I ever go back?

[Producer Tags]
“860, you already know!"
MISERY!

[Verse 1: prodigy.]
Sick of fake friends always stabbing in the back!
All these good feelings, it's something that I lack!
All this weight on me like rocks in a backpack!
All these liars talking behind yo damn back!

I hear these whispers they really get to me
Don’t wanna be around that fucking negativity..
They don’t get it though I wish that they could see.. (yah)

Taking away the pain huh, with these percs
All this shit go viral just like a network..
No one gives a fuck about yo net worth.. (yah)

Always put on fake smiles no one seems to get it
Really tryna settle down really tryna commit..
Don’t care watchu say cause you're a hypocrite.. (yah)
Don’t remember the feeling of smiling my heart away
All you want is body but its not up for display!
You just keep swerving me like a speedway.. (yah)

I was waiting for awhile, for you to come back..
I loved you so much though you stabbed me in the back!
I don't really know why I really thought like that
Cause you betrayed me, you hurt, but you made me

That's really something that I think of
That's really something that I miss bruh..
Come back to me cause you won’t miss her

Sick of fake friends always stabbing in the back!
All these good feelings, it's something that I lack!
All this weight on me like rocks in a backpack!
All these liars talking behind yo damn back!
Behind yo damn back..
Behind yo damn back..

[Verse 2: KingSolrac]
Sick of fake friends always stabbing in the back!
Where the hell are the real ones at?
I always get played by snakes that slither in the grass…

I gave you my heart and you went and broke it..
I want you in my life, no I’m not joking..
I can’t believe you can’t take me serious..
Writing down my feelings always makes me delirious
Depression is my one true destination..
All aboard my train, to heartbreak station..
I don’t think that I’ll ever make it ..
You and I barely have anymore communication..

So much pain
So much struggle..
My life has lead up to this..
But is it worth the trouble?
Sick of fake friends always stabbing in the back!

[Chorus: KingSolrac & prodigy.]
Sick of fake friends always stabbing in the back!
All these good feelings, it's something that I lack!
All this weight on me like rocks in a backpack!
All these liars talking behind yo damn back!
Behind yo damn back!
Behind yo damn back!
I don’t even know if I’ll ever go back?
Sick of fake friends where the real ones at?
I don’t even know if I’ll ever go back?
Will I ever go back…?