Jay Vore - Fof Lyrics

Friend or foe, friend or foe
Friend or foe is you
Friend or no lemme know
We can throw down

I ain't got many
Use to have plenty
Use to be friendly
Now I'm an asshole
Ask anybody you know
I'm like a trapped soul
Self Made Tiller with the game
No gold or chains on me I'm gonna go deranged
That's the price of the fame homie
But no one knows my name
But f*ck it anyway
I'mma lettem know, lettem know, lettem show
Use to be sober all of the time
Probably why, I was so blind
Needed to get f*cked up myself
To see the typa f*ck shit y'all be on
I don't forget, won't let it slide
Y'all colorblind, true colors gone
Yo mother's song, and she bout to be twerkin
She don't need to lie her son mad cuz she jerkin on me

Uh, run ya game, do ya thang
Don't listen to a word they say
Cuz we the gang we always danked up
From head to toe two more hits
Then let's get bitch I'm ready for more f*ck shit you mc butt Tits
You smoke nutmeg is you retarded?
Bitch you know I can't f*ck with
Any sobers I'mma stoner
And a loner that's for sure
Too many posers ranked up odor
Y'all some joker's that's for sure
Strolling solar I keep roaming
For a home to call my own
Bring yo chick she bring her friends
She call you moanin "we ain't coming home"

He f*cked my mom bruh, and he gotta Wraith... man f*ck that guy bruh