Lyrics: No Friends In The Industry

No friends in the industry My brothers been my brothers, man, you niggas ain't no kin to me, a fact (Woah) Yeah, you heard about me, you don't know me more than that Yeah I know I— Hey, hey, yeah No friends in the industry My brothers been my brothers, man, you niggas ain't no kin to me, a fact (Woah) I was known for snappin' when I chat before the app Stood on everything I said and never took it back (Woah) No friends in the industry I had to draw the line between my brothers and my enemies, a fact Niggas love to start the beef, don't wanna keep it rap Yeah, he hit us up and now we owe you something back See, I was young angel but these niggas turned me evil Yeah, I know I know you, but you really ain't my people Yeah, I heard some people say they know 'em as my equal Truth be told, I son these niggas, girl, I don't compete with 'em Ask about The Boy and they gon' say they got the streets with him Niggas so offensive knowin' they don't have no defense Why they always act like we can fix it with a meeting? All that linking up, man, I'ma see ya when I see ya Yeah Yeah Yeah, brothers been my brothers, man, you niggas ain't no kin and that's a fact (Ayy) And I'm like Sha'Carri, smoke 'em on and off the track (Aye) And you love that hoe, but me, I put her on her back You get Drizzy on a track, he'll put you on the map Oh, it's like that? Hell yeah it's like that (Ayy) And I got a contract, it's a max (Ayy) SInce I got in contact, she attached When I signed my first deal, that shit came through a fax That should let you know how long I been out here runnin' laps (I been doin' this for a long time) Yeah, no friends in the industry My brothers been my brothers, man, you niggas ain't no kin to me, a fact (Woah) I was known for snappin' when I chat before the app Stood on everything I said and never took it back (Woah) No friends in the industry I had to draw the line between my brothers and my enemies, a fact Niggas love to start the beef, don't wanna keep it rap Yeah, he hit us up and now we owe you something back (Ayy, what?) Damn, this shit too dirty, gotta yellow tape it And I got her waitin' at the telly naked We ain't drop though, how you niggas celebratin'? Already disrespecting, something I ain't tolerating You niggas fuck with me, I give 'em motivation And your circle shrinkin', see some boys escapin' Rest of them is guilty by association (Ayy, what?) Fuck debatin' who the goat Bet not make the shit up 'bout the numbers all I know Bet not make the shit up 'bout the summer all I know Better find ya someone else to hit with all that smoke, nigga, yeah And all them tweets and all them posts Ain't got the type of time to be playin' with you folk I had a Richard prior to these niggas, that's the joke I'm really down to die behind these verses in my notes Yeah Yeah Yeah, brothers been my brothers, man, you niggas ain't no kin and that's a— (I could play off the iPod? Yeah 'cause this a mother fuckin' 2016, baby I see the way the lights go, on the dashboard The lights go to the dashboard That's how you know it's new, ooh)