The Sage Clique - Friend (feat. Max the 600 & Dipxsauce) Lyrics

I'm Max The 600, I keep it 100, yay
I'm back on the road, 'cause I'm back on myself, oka'
I'm back on the road, 'cause I'm back in myself, oka'
Na na na na na na na
All of the demons in my head
Yay 'cause I'm back on the road
And I got my way, no judge on the way, aye
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
I pullup, I pullup, I pullup, okay
Na na na na, on the road
Na na na na, on the road (ah na na na na)

'Cause I'm back on the beat, back on the shit
I don't get it, why you wanna talk like this
I don't get it, why you wanna act like this
I don't get it, why you wanna act like this
I don't wanna money, I don't wanna pussy
I don't wanna fame, ah aye
I just wanna free your mind, aye
I just wanna free my mind, aye
Back on the beat, back on the shit
I don't get it, why you wanna talk like this
I don't ever wanted you to act like this
Oh no when you to act like this
I don't wanna money, I don't wanna pussy
I don't wanna fame, ah aye
I just wanna free your mind, aye
I just wanna free your mind, aye

All of the demons all over my head
'Cause, because of myself, aye
Now that I'm back, that I'm back on the road
I'm back because of myself (skrt)
I pullup, I pullup, I'm grindin', I'm strivin'
Ah ah ah yay aye (skrt)
I say what I want, I say what I want
So shk shk shk, like
Shk shk shk, yay (turn up)

Non sento più niente, fra' solo e soltanto
Fra' solo e soltanto l'ambiente, aye
Spargo l'amore attraverso la gente
Nessuno dà nulla per niente, aye
Con Dendo e Dip è okay, aye
Con mamma fra', fra' è okay, aye
Con il mio amico è okay, aye
Quando sto con pa' è okay
Quindi fra' è okay
Pullappo il beat e lo voglio (skrt)
Na na na na, no all'orgoglio (skrt)
Na na na na, sopra al foglio (skrt)
Na na na na

'Cause I'm back on the shit, I don't get it
Why you wanna talk like this
I don't get it, why you wanna act like this
I don't get it, why you wanna talk like this
I don't wanna pussy, I don't wanna fame
I don't want your head, nah, aye
I just wanna free my mind (skrt)
I just wanna free your mind (aye)

These days feeling bad
These days in my bed
In between my raps
These days be my friend, 'aight
These days feeling bad
These days in my bed
In between my raps
These days be my friend

I got a hole in my back
For every time that you haven't be there (aye)
Harder and harder it gets
And I keep pushing myself to the edge ('aight)
I think that we gonna be again
Like those that keep promises
Am I emptying my conscience?
I am screaming in the silence (I'm)

These days feeling bad
These days in my bed
In between my raps
These days be my friend
These days feeling bad
These days in my bed
In between my raps
These days be my friend

Da un po' che sto sulle mie
No, non parlo poi più tanto spesso
È da un pezzo che passo agonie
Ho la mano sul petto e la faccia nel cesso:
La mano sul petto a giurare promesse da rinnegare, aye
Niente su cui puoi contare, aye
Vuoti, sì, come le giare, aye
(Vuoti, sì, come le giare, aye)

Niente su cui puoi contare
Siamo vuoti, sì, come le giare, aye
Passare i giorni a pregare
Che 'sta vita si muova a passare, aye