E1 (3×3) – Fake Friends Lyrics

E1 (3×3) – Fake Friends Lyrics

Anything grrt
Untxtled
3×3
You did it again
Free all the guys incarcerated
Ayy, Revilo on it

 Free-free, free-free-free CEO Tiny, managed the block like Jurgen Klopp
‘019, they were talkin’ tough, in Body, I was doin’ Gun Lean with Russ (Gun Lean with Russ)
Pull up-pull up-pull up on the opp block, see bare man dancin’ around Kay Flock (Gang, gang, gang)
I don’t care if it’s a sister or thot, ’round here, we just call it a “Beat and Chop”
Knock-knock, who’s there? See one at the spot, I’m tryna cop me some Mormon drops (But fuck Jango’s mum)
I won’t even ask you “Who have you touched?”
Kesh on me tryna search and stop ‘cah no one in 3×3 gets shot
I used to keep the dots on the B-roll blocks, now, I got ten young G’s makin’ it hot
Big-Big-Big A really taught mе a lot, told me, “Watch my friends”, all now, I’m in shock (All now, I’m in shock, why?)
Cah’ none of my friеnds wanna see me on top
Even in ends, I’m a favourite opp, I feel bare man wanna take my spot
They wanna see me get drawn out like Dutch, my yardy’s separatin’ the whine and kotch
Keep-keep, keep an eye on these hoes, keep an eye on the road
Keep-keep, keep-keep-keep an eye on my bros, gotta keep on my toes
Held it down on my own, true say the streets are cold
They thought E1 would fold, anything grrt, yeah
Keep an-keep an-keep an-keep an eye on these hoes, keep an eye on the road
Keep an eye on my bros, gotta keep on my toes
Held it down on my own, true say the streets are cold
They thought E1 would fold, anything grrt, yeah

 What was the chances? Snaked in-house, now the UK’s laughin’
Did a vid’ in the ends and became a target
It was all fun and games, now, someone’s retarded (Disabled)
I thought he had my man, so why the hell was he chillin’ with the Spartans? (SD)
I left GDS and became an artist, I walked into Sony, they told me I’m chartin’ (Independent artist)
I’ll give it to Turner, he’s deffo the fastest
Some say I’m rude, some say I’m charmin’, the opps can’t hate, “E1 you’re the hardest” (You’re the hardest)
We was on a offer on bugs, not opp for sale, KMT, you’re jarrin’ (Jarrin’)
I play chess the smartest, just the beginnin’, now, look where he started

 Keep an eye on these hoes, keep an eye on the road
Keep-keep, keep-keep-keep an eye on my bros, gotta keep on my toes
Held it down on my own, true say the streets are cold
They thought E1 would fold, anything grrt, yeah
Keep an eye on these hoes
Keep an eye on my bros
Held it down on my own
They thought E1 would fold, anything grrt, yeah
Anything-anything-anything grrt
3-3-3×3
Free all the guys incarcerated