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NO NEW FRIENDS

Eric Reprid
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Heart of gold, lonely road There's no room for new friends where I'm tryna go Can't pretend, I'ma let you in Let's keep this shit to "Hi's" and "How you been?'s" No new friends, no new friends, no new— No new friends, no new friends, no new— No new friends, no new friends, no new friends No new friends, no new— Aw, yeah, uh These days, I can't trust nobody but myself These days, I'm obsessed with my women and my wealth Foreplay, gotta wrap 'round my hip like a belt Four plays on my song used to have me feelin' helpless I be in my 20's, so I gotta be selfish Problems, I got plenty if you tryna get dealt with Still sippin' on Henny 'cause I just couldn't help it Don't need me no one to go through heaven and hell with Done with the pleading, I'm down to get even They always gon' leave ya', it's people deceiving, uh Heart of gold, lonely road There's no room for new friends where I'm tryna go Can't pretend, I'ma let you in Let's keep this shit to "Hi's" and "How you been?'s" No new friends, no new friends, no new— (No, no, no) No new friends, no new friends, no new— (Ooh, yeah) No new friends, no new friends, no new friends (Ah-ah) No new friends, no new friends Ah, ah, oh-oh I done moved the gang to L.A. like I said I would Scars up on my bank, ain't in my back like you said you would Pissed off in this mansion, 'cause I'm still not where I should be Family tatted on my body, you can't take 'em from me Y'all done took me for a joke, let me see what's funny Let me see who laughin' when I move around some money Let me see whose mama cries in the fuckin' morning Pussy, slide, pussy, slide, pussy, slide, uh Told you I would kill everybody for this life, uh Told you that my mama probably already fuckin' died, uh Told you that my daddy'll probably already be doing life, uh I put this pain on the stage and not inside this K, but you not safe I put this smile on my face, but don't make no mistake, you not gang Heart of gold, lonely road There's no room for new friends where I'm tryna go Can't pretend, I'ma let you in Let's keep this shit to "Hi's" and "How you been?" No new friends, no new friends, no new— (No, no, no) No new friends, no new friends, no new— (Ooh, yeah) No new friends, no new friends, no new friends (Ah-ah) No new friends, no new— No new No new No new, uh