Kraken - Friends Lyrics

I'm tryna keep hold
I need a release
My heart done got cold
I'm keeping the peace
No lames in my fold
No room streets
I cant break that code
Might end up deceased
I'm tryna keep hold
I need a release
My heart done got cold
I'm keeping the peace
No lames in my fold
No room in the streets
I cant break that code
Might end up deceased
Now what I gotta do?
To stop these niggas from tryna infiltrate the crew
Guess they see we on the move
Got the women of your dreams and we buying housing too
Doing business in west Charlotte got me feeling like I'm Lute
Or Dababy
I'd say it three times but it don't match the flow
I been on the road with hoes looking for a patch to grow
All these Carolina dreams and lately it seems
That I been getting the green now you wanna join my team?
Wait
F*ck u finna do for me?
Thing about a garden is the plants all grow congruently
Making me uncomfortable your energy is new to me
Ain't got shit to offer but u praying that I plant yo seed
Nigga please
Get the f*ck up of my DI you give the wrong reply and you might C Ks fly
Don't get it confused I'm really a nice dude
But breaking what I done built will make switch up the mood
I'm tryna keep hold
I need a release
My heart done got cold
I'm keeping the peace
No lames in my fold
No room in the streets
I cant break that code
Might end up deceased
I'm tryna keep hold
I need a release
My heart done got cold
I'm keeping the peace
No lames in my fold
No room in the streets
I cant break that code
Might end up deceased
I done had a million niggas ask to be my manager
Daily planner creative director
Don't even know my direction
Tryna get me on songs with rappers that rap agressive
F*ck I look like making songs bout steppin
Or which hood I'm reppin
You don't see the vision you just want the blessings
Learned to many lessons trusting niggas to repeat the process
You claim you my homie, but you don't know me
Or get what I'm tryna accomplish
Bitch I should be collosal
Even Jesus only had to a couple of apostles
And one of them was Judas gotta watch how I maneuver
I been closing in on 30
No time for making bloopers
Gotta be on one accord like storm troopers
My niggas hanging like FUPAs
Drinking to the times that we prayed for this
Then sober up and get to work cuz we know that its more to get
Still rapping till I pull up in that new Benz
Like a less famous Drake I'm yelling no new friends
I'm tryna keep hold
I need a release
My heart done got cold
I'm keeping the peace
No lames in my fold
No room in the streets
I cant break that code
Might end up deceased
I'm tryna keep hold
I need a release
My heart done got cold
I'm keeping the peace
No lames in my fold
No room in the streets
I cant break that code
Might end up deceased