Logic
I miss my real friends (Logic- The Glorious Five Remix)
I miss my real friends
Ayo rhino how you doing bro
How’s the life in the navy?
I would never ever know
Ayo juice box bro
How’s the marines tho?
Are you chillin big time?
Are you making good dough
Man I’m chillin as rapper
But my “friend” is a trapper
We gone take it way back
Where we use to kick back
Just playing Xbox
Maybe chilling on the block
We really didn’t know
Just some youngins on a roll
Now n***as wanna know
Where the mother fucking dough
Now that I made it big
Bitches all up on my dick
I just wanna be humble
So you know I won’t crumble
Instagram hoes funny
Try to play me for a dummy
Ayo speaking of a dummy
Ayo shout out to my homie
Turning down a major deal
To hang with n***as off the pills
Watch that n***a get you killed
Call it bullshit but it’s real
Watch you end up in cell
Where the money for bail?
Now you stuck inside a jail
I’m on a yacht setting sail
Growing as a major artist
And I swear I cannot stop this
Major label, big shine
But your stupid ass declined
Man I think I need wife
Someone gorgeous in my life
If she fine and she can stunt
But she gotta roll a blunt
I would keep her by side
Hope she’s down for the ride
I will love her till I die
I have no friends in this city
And it feels like a trick
Now they shower me with envy
That’s some toxic bullshit
Middle finger to this city
And the goons that be in it
Think you tough with a strap
But rep a dumb ass“flag”
Red or blue it’s color
N***as still kill each other
Because wanna claim gang
And that’s a god damn shame
But I came from the hood
So a n***a know what’s good
Hanging with some goofys
What You tryna start a trend
Bet you’ll squeeze the fucking trigger
And see you’ll a fatal end
I tried to tell you as your friend
But you didn’t understand
Your career is dry as sand
And mines is about to expand
Could’ve put you on the map
But yo dumb ass wanna trap
Have a nice fucking day
Cause it’s the end of your place