Babyface Ray — Bestfriends
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Where your chips at? I heard you get that
Secure the bag and then I flip that, you know I’m with that
They always ask me where my cup at, they know I sip that
I pop a Perc’ just like a Tic Tac, come get your bitch back, yeah
I told me baby, I don’t want nothing, just pray for me
And when my money go, she gon’ go, she ain’t gon’ wait for me
If you ain’t got it, you ain’t never getting it, it’s too late to be
Running ’round like you run the bands, man, get away from me
Running ’round like I run the town, I made a way for us
Niggas act like they been sipping, you ain’t waste enough
Chasing money, never chasing bitches, they be chasing us
Bring my scale, I don’t trust these niggas, let me weigh it up
Counting up, you be laying up, got your bae with us
Red and yellow, mix it in one pot, that’s Hi-Tech and Tuss’
[?] for them dead Pres’, might hijack the bus
All my friends are dead, Lil Uzi in my jacket tucked
Praying for better days, praying for better days
Praying for better days, it gotta be better ways
Praying for better days, praying for better days
Praying for better days, I run with the heavyweights
Praying for better days, praying for better days
Praying for better days, it gotta be better ways
I’m praying for better days, praying for better days
Praying for better days, I run with the heavyweights, nigga
I run with the heavyweights, pay what they never pay
Made a vow not to sell my soul, just let me in Heaven gates
Two phones, working like Kevin Gates, what we got, they can’t separate
In new shit but forever late, married cash on the wedding date
Exclusive kicks that you never saw that I never laced
Exotic cars that you never drove when the weather break
When I get stressed, I just go to Saks just to meditate
I learned a trick [?]
Bro, don’t lock your blessings, two bad hoes in my section
I sell dope, my confession, in that bag, I invest it
Man, your main ho is messy, took a pic’ in my necklace
Gave this dick to your bestie, stuck in my ways, I can’t help it
Made a better way with the music, they told me to use it
If you catch me and I’m counting up, that’s cause it’s therapeutic
Just snatched a new crib in [?], your boy undisputed
They ain’t know that I be going through it, I be getting to it, nigga
Praying for better days, praying for better days
Praying for better days, it gotta be better ways
Praying for better days, praying for better days
Praying for better days, I run with the heavyweights
Praying for better days, praying for better days
Praying for better days, it gotta be better ways
I’m praying for better days, praying for better days
Praying for better days, I run with the heavyweights, nigga
Praying for better days, praying for better days
Praying for better days, it gotta be better ways
Praying for better days, praying for better days
Praying for better days, I run with the heavyweights
Praying for better days, praying for better days
Praying for better days, it gotta be better ways
I’m praying for better days, praying for better days
Praying for better days, I run with the heavyweights, nigga
