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No Real Friends Video (MV)




Performed By: PlutoOneOfMany
Language: English
Length: 2:50
Written by: Yasiel Sanchez




PlutoOneOfMany - No Real Friends Lyrics
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Placed your name under my altar
Paid my respects to you
Left for dead, you prayed I wouldn't falter
Prayed you'd fall through
What came true?
Stood right by your side
Ain't see you on mine
I found myself in isolation
You laid me on fault lines
Slipped between the cracks in your fingers
A taste did linger
Ain't shit sweet that lemon zinger
You like that Jerry Springer
I like that I'm a singer
You like what I do
I'm no hoodoo, voodoo
But I got àṣẹ
And you ashy
Talk your shit
Blazee Blazze
Ego on, like, Kanye
No shade
With no pay
No rhyme, no reason
Bars without meaning
I stayed to mend your wounds
Alone I fight my demons
What my spirits said?
Friends like you last only for a season
(No real friends)
Placed your name under my altar
Hold it down for the rewind
Take sips of wine in the meantime
I heard some shit through the grapevine
I hope its Jesus on the mainline
I got convictions
Replaced your name with all my reminiscings
Not your fault you couldn't give what you receive
Its best that I believe in what I'm missing
That's my responsibility
I fulfill all my wishes
You live on the sidelines
I fulfill my missions
(No real friends)
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Placed your name under my altar
Paid my respects to you
Left for dead, you prayed I wouldn't falter
Prayed you'd fall through
What came true?
Stood right by your side
Ain't see you on mine
I found myself in isolation
You laid me on fault lines
Slipped between the cracks in your fingers
A taste did linger
Ain't shit sweet that lemon zinger
You like that Jerry Springer
I like that I'm a singer
You like what I do
I'm no hoodoo, voodoo
But I got àṣẹ
And you ashy
Talk your shit
Blazee Blazze
Ego on, like, Kanye
No shade
With no pay
No rhyme, no reason
Bars without meaning
I stayed to mend your wounds
Alone I fight my demons
What my spirits said?
Friends like you last only for a season
(No real friends)
Placed your name under my altar
Hold it down for the rewind
Take sips of wine in the meantime
I heard some shit through the grapevine
I hope its Jesus on the mainline
I got convictions
Replaced your name with all my reminiscings
Not your fault you couldn't give what you receive
Its best that I believe in what I'm missing
That's my responsibility
I fulfill all my wishes
You live on the sidelines
I fulfill my missions
(No real friends)
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Writer: Yasiel Sanchez
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