Brutal
"Lookin' for all my real friends
How many of us? How many of us are real friends
To real friends, 'til the reel end
'Til the wheels fall off, 'til the wheels don't spin
To 3 A.M., callin'
How many real friends?
Just to ask you a question
Just to see how you was feelin'
How many?" I hum to the music as I walk down the cracked gravel.
"For the last you was frontin'
I hate when a nigga text you like, 'what's up, fam, hope you good'
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