NAV - Don't Need Friends (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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NAV - Don't Need Friends (en) Lyrics
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I don't need friends
They don't wanna see someone like
me doin' better than them
Still can't believe it,
I really got rich
Tell a bitch or a hater to suck
on my dick (suck my dick)
Never give focus on hate
I receive (yeah)
I could achieve more than
they could dream (yeah)
I know they ain't tough
enough to be me (yeah)
Makin' money like magic,
got tricks up my sleeve
Too many vibes, I brought
sand to the beach
Test drive 'em all, but
I don't wanna keep
Pop me a X 'cause I gotta get geeked
Talkin' 'bout sleep, I
get two days a week
They say they drippin',
I'm kissin' my teeth
They burnin' it out, ain't
no chrome left for me
When I was broke, I was feelin' uneasy
Now I get paid and I'm
feelin' relieved
Call up a thottie, I hit when I please
Whatever it take, might just
pay her to leave (go)
My bitch Latina, my choppa is Russian
Wheezy on beats, that's
expensive percussion
Can't get no Act', so
we sippin' on red
Can't talk to my bro 'cause
he still in the feds
Can't get these demons
up outta my head
Can't slide on the opps 'cause
they already dead
What I can do (what you do?)
I can go get some money
Whole pool heated up and it
cost 100,000 'cause I left
this shit runnin' (no cap)
I can turn nothin' to somethin'
Book me a show and I fly out
the country (let's go)
I eat at Nobu when I get
the munchies (let's go)
Drivin' in bucket seats,
had to serve buckets
I put the top down and I let
her suck it (friends)
I gave a round of applause to myself
I put the baddest lil'
bitch on the shelf
I went 21 wagon and sat it on F's
I don't gotta brag, this
shit speak for itself
I got stripes in my hood, run
the game, I'm the ref
I keep the fire up under my belt
And I run with some real ones
who bang to the left
Marchin' band, baby,
I know how to step
I can't speak on the business,
it's quiet as kept
Look like a diva, I know
how to treat her
I know how to keep her,
she fine as hell
I spend a quarter milli'
on a Richard Mille
I keep quiet, I never gon' tell
I put my life savings in a brown box
I was gettin' that shit in the mail
I keep a mill' cash for
the best lawyer
I ain't worried 'bout goin' to jail
I just spent 80K on some Hermès bags
50K more on Chanel
I got the ball now, ain't
gon' ball hog
I'ma pass it to bro for the lay up
I just went Prada T-shirt
with the Prada jacket
You can tell I'm a motherfuckin'
player
Wheezy outta here
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