No Friends In The Industry

No friends in the industry
My brothers been my brothers, man, you niggas ain’t no kin to me, a fact
Yeah, you heard about me, you don’t know me more than that
Yeah I know I-
Hey, hey, yeah

No friends in the industry
My brothers been my brothers, man, you niggas ain’t no kin to me, a fac
I was known for snappin’ when I trapped before the App
Stood on everything I said and never took it back
No friends in the industry
I had to draw the line between my brothers and my enemies, a fact
Niggas love to start the beef, don’t wanna keep it rap
Yeah, he hit us up and now we owe you something back

I was young angel but these niggas turned me evil
Yeah, I know I know you but you really ain’t my people
Yeah, I heard some people say they know ‘em as my equal
Truth be told, I son these n—, girl, I don’t compete with ‘em
Ask about The Boy and they gon’ say they got the streets with him
Niggas so offensive knowin’ they don’t have no defense
Why they always act like we can fix it with a meeting?
All that linking up man, Ima see ya when I see ya
Yeah, yeah, yeah, brothers with my brothers, man
You niggas ain’t no kiddin, thats a fact
And I’m like Sha’Carri, smoke ‘em on and off the track
And you light that hoe wit me, I put her on the back
You get Drizzy on a track, he’ll put you on the map
Oh, it’s like that? Hell yeah it’s like that
And I got a contract, it’s a max
SInce I got in contact, she attached
When I signed my first deal, that shit came through a fax
That should let you know how long I been out here runnin’ laps
I been doin’ it for a long time

No friends in the industry
My brothers been my brothers, man, you niggas ain’t no kin to me, a fact
I was known for snappin’ when I trapped before the App
Stood on everything I said and never took it back
No friends in the industry
I had to draw the line between my brothers and my enemies, a fact
N— love to start the beef, don’t wanna keep it rap
Yeah, he hit us up and now we owe you something back

(Aye, what?)
Damn, this shit too dirty, gotta yellow tape it
And I got her waiting at the telly naked
We ain’t drop though, how you niggas celebratin’?
Already disrespecting, something I ain’t tolerating
You niggas fuck with me, I give ‘em motivation
And your circle shrinkin’, see some boys escapin’
Rest of them is guilty by association
Fuck the bating, who the goat?
Then I make shit up by the numbers all I know
Then I make this shit about the summer, all I know
Better find ya someone else to hit with all that smoke, nigga, yeah
And all them tweets and all them posts
Ain’t got the type of time to be playin’ with you folk
I had a richard pry to these niggas, that’s the joke
I’m really down to die behind these versus in my notes

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Brothers with my brothers, man, you niggas ain’t no kiddin’, that’s a—
I could play off the iPod?
Yeah ‘cause this a mother fuckin’ 2016, baby
I see the way the lights go, on the dashboard
The lights go to the dashboard
How you know it’s new, ooh