No Friends In The Industry Lyrics – Bright Campa
Singer: Bright Campa
Title: No Friends In The Industry
No friends in the industry
My brothers been my brothers, man
You n#gg#s 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
No friends in the industry
My brothers been my brothers, man
You n#gg#s 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#gg#s love to start the beef, don’t wanna keep it rap
Yeah, he hit us up and now we owe you something back
See, i was young angel but these n#gg#s 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#gg#s, girl, i don’t compete with ’em
Ask about the boy and they gon’ say they got the streets with him
n#gg#s 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#gg#s 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
Yeah, no friends in the industry
My brothers been my brothers, man
You n#gg#s 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#gg#s love to start the beef, don’t wanna keep it rap
Yeah, he hit us up and now we owe you something back
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#gg#s celebratin’?
Already disrespecting, something i ain’t tolerating
You n#gg#s 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#gg#, 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#gg#s, that’s the joke
I’m really down to die behind these verses in my notes
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, brothers with my brothers, man
You n#gg#s ain’t no kin and that’s a—
I ain’t scared of none of ya’ll!
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