Frenemies lyrics

[Intro]
And i shall not trust a soul
You heard me?
(Play boy on this b*tch and he ain’t playing)
At verse 2
Of
Mama I swear to God they ain’t my friends
Fredo Bang’s bible Chapter 1
They fake
Say thou shall not trust a soul

[Hook]
I don’t need no n*gga watching me
I don’t need no n*gga tryna talk to me
Hoes and n*ggas they be salt to me
And I don’t need no friends ‘cause friends turn enemies they frenemies
I don’t need no n*gga watching me
I don’t need no n*gga tryna talk to me
Hoes and n*ggas they be salt to me
And I don’t need no friends ‘cause friends turn to enemies they frenemies

[Verse 1]
I don’t need no n*gga close to me
‘Cause if I catch a charge you ain’t gon’ jose for me
I won’t f*ck with you if you a blood to me
‘Cause most of my family they do not love me
They holler f*ck me
That’s why I keep that K with me
You say that you my dawg but really snaking me
My oldest brother died on a robbery
God rest his soul but I think he plan on taking me
It ain’t no fake in me
[Hook]
I don’t need no n*gga watching me
I don’t need no n*gga tryna talk to me
Hoes and n*ggas they be salt to me
And I don’t need no friends ‘cause friends turn enemies they frenemies
I don’t need no n*gga watching me
I don’t need no n*gga tryna talk to me
Hoes and n*ggas they be salt to me
And I don’t need no friends ‘cause friends turn to enemies they frenemies

[Verse 2]
These hoes fake as f*ck and these n*ggas ain’t real
I had a hard bed they ain’t pass me no pillow
That n*gga Fredo pus*y n*gga how could you figure
Ain’t got no beef with all these rappers but I feel like Gorilla
I put packs in they hands and i’m keeping it hood
I put money in they pocket and they still ain’t good
I got money on my head that they wish that they could
Give a f*ck if you my family b*tch I wish that you would

[Hook]
I don’t need no n*gga watching me
I don’t need no n*gga tryna talk to me
Hoes and n*ggas they be salt to me
And I don’t need no friends ‘cause friends turn enemies they frenemies
I don’t need no n*gga watching me
I don’t need no n*gga tryna talk to me
Hoes and n*ggas they be salt to me
And I don’t need no friends ‘cause friends turn to enemies they frenemies