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Verse 1: Antie Manie
Fake friends, how many of us?
How many of us, how many jealous? Fake friends
It's not many of us, we smile at each other
But how many honest? Trust issues
Have I gotten since Caz abandoned me
I will blame you for havin' an angle
I ain't got no issues, I'm just doin' my thing
Hope you're doin' your thing, too
I'm a deadbeat brother, I hate family reunions
Screw CazCo up for treating Lito like a slave
Spillin' free water, now my tux is ruined
In town for a day, what the fuck we doin'?
Who your fake friends? We all came from the bottom
I'm always blamin' you, but what's sad, you is the problem
Damn, I forgot to call him, shit, I thought it was Thursday
Why you wait a week to call my phone in the first place?
When was the last time I remembered a birthday?
When was the last time I wasn't in a hurry? Uh
Bridge: Tricky Mickey
Tell me you had to abandon my boy Antie
Even to still treat Lito like he's nothing
Even when we was young, I used to make time
Now we be way too busy just to make time
Even for my
Chorus: Antie Manie
Fake friends
I guess I get what I deserve, don't I?
Word on the streets is CazCo hates his friends
Uh, I guess I get what I deserve, don't I?
Talked down on my name, throwed dirt on him
Verse 2: Antie Manie
I couldn't tell you how old I really was
Couldn't tell you all the problems I had
I’ve been growing as a person since, dawg
Plus I already lost many friends
Maybe fifteen minutes, took some pictures with your friends
Merry Christmas, then I'm finished, then it's back to business
You wanna ask some questions 'bout some real shit?
Like I ain't got enough pressure to deal with
Please don't pressure me with that bill shit
People thinkin' I'm crazy, you defendin' me
Thanks to the people who supported me
To be honest, dawg, I ain't feelin' your energy
Money turn your kin into an enemy
CazCo ain't real, he just pretend to be
Verse 3: Antie Manie
Fake friends
How many of us? How many of us are fake friends
To real friends, 'til the reel end
'Til the wheels, 'til the wheels don't spin?
To 3 A.M., callin'
How many?
For the last you was frontin'
I hate when a person text you like, "What's up, fam? Hope you good"
I say, "Shut the hell up, you just saw what happened”'
How many?
I had a little sister that stole my Roblox account that I was playin’ on
Changed the password, she stopped since
Huh?
Chorus: Antie Manie
Fake friends
I guess I get what I deserve, don't I?
Word on the streets is CazCo hates his friends
Uh, I guess I get what I deserve, don't I?
Talked down on my name, throwed dirt on him
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