Текст B.o.B – Fake Friends

Wurld:
Hello friend, how you been?
I know we’ve been lost and out of touch
We were young, and we both sinned

B.o.B:
There’s dirt on my name ’cause I’m a diamond in the rough
My cup runneth over it’s time to get a bigger cup
Lookin’ for innocence in a world that’s corrupt
Can a nigga just adjust?
I don’t have a lot of friends I just know a lot of people
So numb to backstabbers all I feel is pins and needles
Perception is reality depends how they receive you
Anyone can sell a story it depends if they believe you
I, I never doubt shit
Don’t know where the ground went
Lookin’ for peace
On some lost and found shit
Don’t let other people’s opinions
Overshadow your own feelings
All I, all I all I see is vultures
So many posers out there all I see is sculptures
All I, all I all I see is vultures
People who love they job more than they love the culture
Makin’ decisions
On who gets to listen

Wurld:
Hello friend, how you been?
I know we’ve been lost and out of touch
We were young, and we both sinned
We’ve been on a road that has no way out
For the first time I can say
Middle finger to the world
For the first time I can say
Middle finger to the world

B.o.B:
Ain’t no rap-battlin’ sack-straddlin’
Check-tattlin’ back-paddlin’
Whack talentless half-masculine bitch
Niggas’ hands out to get helped out ’til they switch
How foul can it get?
Damn
Look how they hated the monster that they created
The sponsors I used to have are no longer negotiatin’
Never would smoke on camera them commas was always baitin’ me
Livin’ two different lives the battle was to escape it, huh
I’d-I’d rather be a tree-rolling weed-smoking
Jet setting over three oceans
Blue bank roll cheese folding
Haters watch as they keep trollin’
Fake news I’m a keep scrolling
‘Cause when it comes to conspiracies
My nigga, I’m like the spokesman
So I hit them flows
Over hi-hats that sound like bicycle spokes
Breakin’ societal code
Watch out lil’ ho
Said watch out lil’ ho
Trustin’ these hoes
Is slicker than driving in snow
Bitches might lose control
Or they might hit this pole
I ain’t wifin’ them though
They lookin’ for hubbies like Findin’ Nemo
With’ my day ones
On this side of the ropes
And the rest of the world can kiss my ass
Mistletoe

Wurld:
Hello friend, how you been?
I know we’ve been lost and out of touch
We were young, and we both sinned
We’ve been on a road that has no way out
For the first time I can say
Middle finger to the world
For the first time I can say
Middle finger to the world