OJ - Fake Friends Freestyle lyrics

Fake friends fake friends I know plenty of fake friends say they wanna fight then laugh in yo face friends the kind that be like hey man when you cut them off like I didn't mean it , it was a mistake man Naa f** Dat sh** I only roll with n***as that got my back more Than my spine do Taking home a bad b**h she said her p**y taste like fondu And I found out she s** dick like Dyson Ball dude s*ut her out all through my click steal ya girl tell her text you a pic with a caption that say I f**ed yo b**h this ain't that sh** you suppose to respond to Look at me straighten up when I'm talkin to you Look me in my eye for I slap like General Barnes do Yeah be scared cause we WILL HARM YOU Set the alarm country boy cause we comin for the barn to This that sh** white people hate that's why I spit it cause they k**ed my uncle and locked my cousin up for life to Still ain't found them n***as that put a teardrop on my face It's ok cause I come with my own goons ready to put They whole body in a brace head shot leave a hole up in that face This sh** so cray I need to leave that life alone can't imagine my momma face when she got the coroner on the phone So many things that could go wrong 1 day selling blow next day under the flo' boards he hit 911 I said Nooo don't call the popo cause Imma catch a charge for officer abuse watch they send a platoon and Imma catch 400 murder charges to I got snipers on my roof this a freestyle ain't no tellin what I would do in a booth Shout out lil n***a snupe you already know he was the truth And shout out to real n***as I'm talkin bout the ones to pull out the Glocks in broad daylight and leave you dead on the street over 50 cents spit on you and say wtf is beef I repeat shout out real n***as and it's all about Real n***as In Charge cause Head n***as in charge just f*gs giving head to other n***as ain't nobody really in charge you call this battle rappin I feel like im sparring Caint wait till I get that car cause Imma just ride around and spit bars no radio cigarette lighter broke need 93 gas but it run on lighter fluid so I bought some BIC's and ride in that listening to snoop Don't know when this gon stop cause I'm feeling it yeaaa boy this the truth n***as be like chill n***a chill f**t that I'm ruthless beat a n***a so bad he come out toothless Yeah Yeah but n***a the truth is I try not to fight no more even though I used to like to get hit and the adrenaline rush that followed dude Yeah I'm psychopathic hit you in ya chest and n***a you gon panic I'm from that south Atlantic full of bad Hispanics yeah real diverse My old girlfriend east Germanic and she was all natural fick that inorganic I asked her if she wanna go to Hawaii she said I'm already volcanic I'm telling you, you ain't had a bad b**h until you met a transoceanic I got a nickname but she said she like my real one she say Oliver you spit interferences like a radio inferometer as you can tell she got and give brain the same way I bring rain I be about that real sh** I mean that record deal sh** that my dick harder than Vandium steel sh** and I ain't homicidal but I will k** sh** then take ya sister and pimp her out until JILLS SICK and she tried to run to the cops and put a n***a in a Bastille but sh** I put a bomb on her now I run her on some bar and grill sh** I tell her trick for that two dollar bill before I use that pneumatic drill and take away her contraceptive pills like an appropriation bill shawty I'm to trill give you the dick and you'll need cardiopulmonary rususcitation so chill hop of ya thirst for real before I burst and leave ya brain dispersed this sh** crazy i spit bars unrehearsed then take ya money and leave you unreimbursed If I'm shootin at you I'm hittin head first then empty a clip and before I walk away make sure ya dead first and transferred to ya resting place in a red hearse Gun down ya whole family the infrared put em in the dirt First and foremost I k** n***as No horse shoes f** almost come through you don't see or hear me driving the black ghost scaring you like a phantom singing the n***a anthem well go figure leavin em disconfigured off the murder topic Book smart my courses full of rigor check my vocabulary despite the fact that I left a n***a battle dead already f** constabulary I'm disobedient labels secret ingredient right now Imma leave for a temporary expedient I'm back n***as you miss me my n***as done smoked more leaves then the American Angelica Tree and I spit words with more syllables then Western Australia coral pea cause I float like a bu*terfly sting like a bee quoting Muhammad Ali but somehow keep the peace like Martin Luther king ever seen my house styles contemporary you boring you said talk to you I'd rather read an obituary k** it like Jason terry but now I got cla** drinking wine that rhymes with bollittieri yes we sipping stop saying your gonna beat me that's just wishful thinking I'm undefeatable I How many times I gotta say that you can't see me dude Drunk so much I was looking at blurred lines handed the officer my liscense and apologized cause I thought it was unreadable He was pissed like this sh** is UNBELEIVABLE he drives better than me and he's only seven years old ho the f** he get a liscense in the first place Yeah this was backin the day like Micheal Jackson and The OJ's Been drinking since soul trains 14th to last episode wonder how Imma turnout thirty years down the road I'm one if the Realest rappers shout out Kendrick and J.Cole I'm trying to chill with them n***as on the way down the road and bring along my main b**h giving her the main dick But man pastor be in my ear like you don't need money to be rich now pastor you know I say f** all that sh** cause being rich without money the same thing as being broke I'd rather die or hide under and invisibility cloak can you believe me I'm soaked from drowning in p**y she said I told you, you was gon like this chocolate chip cookie she said you a veteran why you claim to be a rookie it's part of my master plan to lower expectations cause now you think I'm the man I'm right ain't I bam bam f**ing girls from Winston with big booties I guess I'm f**ing ram fans and ducking burettas go home n***a you f**ing up my vendetta stacking all with the cheddar hittin' b**hes like correta wearing my lucky sweater life is good but point me to what's better ~OJ