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"Friendz" lyrics by THE KID DAYTONA
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"Friendz"


As we ride out like this, one time
It's some south Bronx shit right here
Warrup krs, ah, biatch
Jay perry, we in the building
This goes out to all my friends
You know my real niggas and bitches that fuck with me

It don't matter how you getting it
Illegal or legitimate, now either world we living in
It's all my niggas, it's benjamins
Yeah, shit feel so good, pause and all that
A lot of niggas sagging on new friends
Cause that is what the chorus sings
But if you talking money then my nigga
Let's go get this bread

Let's get this money, check it
I keeps it funky like bom piss, 100
I can show you the way like the needle on the compass
Eating a snack box, 2 piece and a biscuit
My shoe print is like sasquatch
Big kicks to feel just to feel satisfied
Traveling to the gambling spot, seeing if my hand is hot
When the dark hit get addicted to the sparkness
Can't stay out the nightclub, I'm feeling like jr smith
Still my game tight, still my pen sharp
Still I send the kite to friends I write up north
It's like an upshow battle with the music
And fans is filthy, one day you have em then you loose it
At tavern on the green with my lawyer in owen
Talking bout new money when I already own them
Contract after contract, stacks gonna blow it
Know I gotta keep it going, so we can keep bringing more in
Home grown chronic, east coast climate
The friction from my dummy middle finger brings us aies
Whatever I want, I snaps and it comes to me
I need it all, don't think of snatching a crumb from me
On side of the building, we looking like new slaves
Whips and change, yeah basses with the blue face
Nights like june may, twice from Tuesday
The picture that I paint is crispy and in blu ray
Shit, my fin crispier than [?]
They say I made the wrong choices still I caught checks
Y'all niggas small fresh, I look luxurious, glorious garments
Like [?] got niggas looking furious
My bitches blond curious, librarian girl
The type of girl that spit when you experience the world
And no way I was swimming in, white chicks that were [?] like Dominican
None of my white friends be listening to Eminem
That shit some random shit, that's not a distant him
That needs these kids I met a little after high school
Got friends that buy suits, got friends [?]
Got friends in high places, and they got high too
The one thing in common, we all making moves
Community jokes, yeah, Daytona

It don't matter how you getting it
Illegal or legitimate, now either world we living in
It's all my niggas, it's benjamins
A lot of niggas sagging on new friends
Cause that is what the chorus sings
But if you talking money then my nigga
Let's go get this bread.

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