No Friends In The Industry

Tom:
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No friends in the industry
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My brothers been my brothers, man, you niggas ain't no kin to me, a fact (Woah)
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Yeah, you heard about me, you don't know me more than that
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Yeah I know I—
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Hey, hey, yeah

[Chorus]
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No friends in the industry
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My brothers been my brothers, man, you niggas ain't no kin to me, a fact (Woah)
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I was known for snappin' when I chat before the app
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Stood on everything I said and never took it back (Woah)
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No friends in the industry
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I had to draw the line between my brothers and my enemies, a fact
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Niggas love to start the beef, don't wanna keep it rap

[Próxima Parte]
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Yeah, you hit us up and now we owe you something back
N.C. (1 bar)

[Verse 1]
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See, I was young angel but these niggas turned me evil
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Yeah, I know I know you, but you really ain't my people
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Yeah, I heard some people say they know 'em as my equal
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Truth be told, I son these niggas, girl, I don't compete with 'em
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Ask about The Boy and they gon' say they got the streets with him
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Niggas so offensive knowin' they don't have no defense
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Why they always act like we can fix it with a meeting?
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All that linking up, man, I'ma see ya when I see ya
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Yeah
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Yeah
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Yeah, brothers been my brothers, man
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N.C.
You niggas ain't no kin and that's a fact (Ayy)
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And I'm like Sha'Carri, smoke 'em on and off the track (Aye)
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And you love that hoe, but me, I put her on her back
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You get Drizzy on a track, he'll put you on the map
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Oh, it's like that? Hell yeah it's like that (Ayy)
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And I got a contract, it's a max (Ayy)
                               B
Since I got in contact, she attached
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When I signed my first deal, that shit came through a fax
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That should let you know how long I been out here runnin' laps
N.C.
(I been doin' this for a long time)

[Chorus]
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Yeah, no friends in the industry

[Próxima Parte]
Ebm
Yeah, he hit us up and now we owe you something back
N.C.
(1 bar)

[Verse 2]
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(Ayy, what?)
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Damn, this shit too dirty, gotta yellow tape it
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And I got her waitin' at the telly naked
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We ain't drop though, how you niggas celebratin'?
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Already disrespecting, something I ain't tolerating
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You niggas fuck with me, I give 'em motivation
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And your circle shrinkin', see some boys escapin'
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Rest of them is guilty by association (Ayy, what?)
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Fuck the batin', who the goat?
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Bet not make the shit up 'bout the numbers all I know
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Bet not make the shit up 'bout the summer all I know
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Better find ya someone else to hit with all that smoke, nigga, yeah
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And all them tweets and all them posts
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Ain't got the type of time to be playin' with you folk
                                                  Bb
I had a Richard prior to these niggas, that's the joke
                                                 Ebm
I'm really down to die behind these versus in my notes

[Outro]
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Yeah
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Yeah
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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?
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Yeah 'cause this a mother fuckin' 2016, baby
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I see the way the lights go, on the dashboard
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The lights go to the dashboard
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That's how you know it's new, ooh)