Fishin for Friends

I ain’t fishin for friends, I don’t have the bait
I don’t have what it takes to make your life great
I’m focused on making money, fixing PCs and spittin rhymes
To suck up and kiss your ass, bitch I don’t have the time (x2)

I may be a nice person, but kindness taked for granted
Pissed off and annoyed is something that I didn’t imagine
That people could make me be, since I have control
Over my emotions, but this issue has been made old
So I’m tired of fucking off and tired of putting it on the backend
Tired of hearing the same story again and again
Tired of friends getting mad cuz I ain’t convenient
Just disappear and trust, you’ll make my life convenient
I don’t need the stress and trust me, you don’t need me
Understand real friendship, here it is, hope you see
That I’m not quick to anger since we make mistakes
But one mistake from me and your anger I have to take
I guess everyone is perfect in your bullshit world
But trust, without me in it, I’m sure your world will turn
It turned without me, so what difference did I make
What did I do at that point to make life so great?

I ain’t fishin for friends, I don’t have the bait
I don’t have what it takes to make your life great
I’m focused on making money, fixing PCs and spittin rhymes
To suck up and kiss your ass, bitch I don’t have the time (x2)

All I had growing up is the love of a mother
Trust me, she is one I wouldn’t trade for another
But without that potential father it was like a what the fuck
Especially when it came time to get my haircut
After a few simple styles, kept it low without a cap
It didn’t stop those assholes thinking a fresh head to slap
But I kept pushing forward, I kept pressing strong
Thinking that all of this will be dead once I’m grown
When I grew up, I realize my heart turned cold
Because I realized too late I can’t be young and old
My youth stolen away, thanks to bastards and bitches
My only claim is that I went from rags to riches
When I grew up, I realize my heart turned cold
Because I realized too late I can’t be young and old
My youth stolen away, thanks to bastards and bitches
My only claim is that I went from rags to riches

I ain’t fishin for friends, I don’t have the bait
I don’t have what it takes to make your life great
I’m focused on making money, fixing PCs and spittin rhymes
To suck up and kiss your ass, bitch I don’t have the time (x2)

inspired with VTZ – Orbit