Yeah, oh, yeah You know, you know, you know, haha I'm full it Aye, I'm in the booth, huh Aye Shout out Bobby Johnson (yeah), aye Found myself in the dark place Last girl made my heart ache Now I'm tryna get my soul, yeah Why all y'all fake flex? Mama told me not to take shit So I never really take shit I don't care what you rep, bro Ex bitch doing bank, bro Wow, I really shoulda kept her Really shoulda kept your mouth closed I've been runnin' out of ammo Different station, little trap, woah Every city with a bad hoe Satan's got a grip on me Heaven's looking very bleak (woh) Still my faith in everything (woh) Eating off that apple tree Sunlight shining every beam (yeah) Gloomy days, you scaring me (aye) All my friends are enemies All my friends are enemies All my friends are enemies All my friends are ene- yeah All my friends are ene- yeah Windows tinted, you can't see us in it (woh) Prescription pills made me a villain (yeah) Never busy, man I'm always chillin' (yeah, yeah) Fake friends up in the grass Gotta keep it low, let the snakes pass My main girl gotta side door Like Mike, bitch, got more hoes Insane though, she a crazy hoe, yeah Friends gon' turn to enemies Satan's got a grip on me Heaven's looking very bleak Still my faith in everything Eating off that apple tree Sunlight shining every beam Gloomy days, you scaring me All my friends are enemies All my friends are enemies All my friends are enemies All my friends are ene- yeah Out the booth bitch