Intro
Cm
No friends in the industry
Cm
My brothers been my brothers, man, you niggas ain't no kin to me, a fact (Woah)
Cm
Yeah, you heard about me, you don't know me more than that
Cm
Yeah I know I—
Cm
Hey, hey, yeah
[Chorus]
Cm
No friends in the industry
Cm
My brothers been my brothers, man, you niggas ain't no kin to me, a fact (Woah)
Cm
I was known for snappin' when I chat before the app
Cm
Stood on everything I said and never took it back (Woah)
Cm
No friends in the industry
Cm
I had to draw the line between my brothers and my enemies, a fact
Cm
Niggas love to start the beef, don't wanna keep it rap
Cm
Yeah, you hit us up and now we owe you something back
N.C. (1 bar)
[Verse 1]
Cm
See, I was young angel but these niggas turned me evil
Cm
Yeah, I know I know you, but you really ain't my people
Cm
Yeah, I heard some people say they know 'em as my equal
Cm
Truth be told, I son these niggas, girl, I don't compete with 'em
Cm
Ask about The Boy and they gon' say they got the streets with him
Cm
Niggas so offensive knowin' they don't have no defense
Cm
Why they always act like we can fix it with a meeting?
Cm
All that linking up, man, I'ma see ya when I see ya
E
Yeah
E
Yeah
E
Yeah, brothers been my brothers, man
N.C. Cm
You niggas ain't no kin and that's a fact (Ayy)
Cm
And I'm like Sha'Carri, smoke 'em on and off the track (Aye)
Cm
And you love that hoe, but me, I put her on her back
Cm
You get Drizzy on a track, he'll put you on the map
Cm
Oh, it's like that? Hell yeah it's like that (Ayy)
Cm D
And I got a contract, it's a max (Ayy)
G#
Since I got in contact, she attached
G
When I signed my first deal, that shit came through a fax
G
That should let you know how long I been out here runnin' laps
N.C.
(I been doin' this for a long time)
[Chorus]
Cm
Yeah, no friends in the industry
Cm
My brothers been my brothers, man, you niggas ain't no kin to me, a fact (Woah)
Cm
I was known for snappin' when I chat before the app
Cm
Stood on everything I said and never took it back (Woah)
Cm
No friends in the industry
Cm
I had to draw the line between my brothers and my enemies, a fact
Cm
Niggas love to start the beef, don't wanna keep it rap
Cm
Yeah, he hit us up and now we owe you something back
N.C.
(1 bar)
[Verse 2]
Cm
(Ayy, what?)
Cm
Damn, this shit too dirty, gotta yellow tape it
Cm
And I got her waitin' at the telly naked
Cm
We ain't drop though, how you niggas celebratin'?
Cm
Already disrespecting, something I ain't tolerating
Cm
You niggas fuck with me, I give 'em motivation
Cm
And your circle shrinkin', see some boys escapin'
Cm
Rest of them is guilty by association (Ayy, what?)
Cm
Fuck the batin', who the goat?
Cm
Bet not make the shit up 'bout the numbers all I know
Cm
Bet not make the shit up 'bout the summer all I know
Cm
Better find ya someone else to hit with all that smoke, nigga, yeah
Cm D
And all them tweets and all them posts
G#
Ain't got the type of time to be playin' with you folk
G
I had a Richard prior to these niggas, that's the joke
Cm
I'm really down to die behind these versus in my notes
[Outro]
Cm
Yeah
Cm
Yeah
Cm
Yeah, brothers with my brothers, man, you niggas ain't no kin and that's a—
N.C.
(1 bar)
N.C. (spoken)
(I could play off the iPod?
N.C.
Yeah 'cause this a mother fuckin' 2016, baby
N.C.
I see the way the lights go, on the dashboard
N.C.
The lights go to the dashboard
N.C.
That's how you know it's new, ooh)