No Friends In The Industry lyrics

[Intro]
No friends in the industry
My brothers been my brothers, man, you n*ggas 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

[Chorus]
No friends in the industry
My brothers been my brothers, man, you n*ggas 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
n*ggas love to start the beef, don't wanna keep it rap
Yeah, he hit us up and now we owe you something back

[Verse 1]
See, I was young angel but these n*ggas 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 n*ggas, girl, I don't compete with 'em
Ask about The Boy and they gon' say they got the streets with him
n*ggas 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 n*ggas 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 sh*t 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)
[Chorus]
Yeah, no friends in the industry
My brothers been my brothers, man, you n*ggas 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
n*ggas love to start the beef, don't wanna keep it rap
Yeah, he hit us up and now we owe you something back

[Verse 2]
(Ayy, what?)
Damn, this sh*t too dirty, gotta yellow tape it
And I got her waitin' at the telly naked
We ain't drop though, how you n*ggas celebratin'?
Already disrespecting, something I ain't tolerating
You n*ggas f*ck with me, I give 'em motivation
And your circle shrinkin', see some boys escapin'
Rest of them is guilty by association (Ayy, what?)
f*ck debatin' who the goat
Bet not make the sh*t up 'bout the numbers all I know
Bet not make the sh*t up 'bout the summer all I know
Better find ya someone else to hit with all that smoke, n*gga, 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 n*ggas, that's the joke
I'm really down to die behind these verses in my notes
[Outro]
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, brothers with my brothers, man, you n*ggas ain't no kin and that's a—
(I could play off the iPod?
Yeah 'cause this a mother f*ckin' 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)