Friends

How is that on facebook I almost have 500 friends
And 95% say they gonna be here to the end
I have faker, yes that's what I got
I don't care I'm gonna put everybody on the spot
Let's start with my ace
How u gonna tell me you mess with my ex to my face
But you know i still love him, you know i still care
But long as you happy, but the aint really fair
Lets go to my cousin
When you get older i think you gonna be without a husband
Sweetir your standards to high
Living in charles city, thinking you can fly
You ask me for advice
My answer's always wrong, it never is precise
For the one i thought was gonna be here to end
She stabbed me in the back now we not even friends
Be with the girls that talk behind your back
I was the real one, and yeah that's a fact
Now I'm just naming a few
I dont have no friends, now what to do
I'm gonna live my life and go to school
Leave the drama and laugh at these fools
Fin Miles is above that, i'm moving on ain't no running back