Friend Like Me

Yeah, Webby

Never had a friend like me

Yeah, it’s that big bad wolf, ‘bout to blow your fuckin’ house down

With a quarter pound in my trunk on the south-bound

You can smell me comin’ as I’m whippin’ it around town

Weed so loud that I’m smokin’ in surround sound

Had ‘em hooked since I shook Dat Piff

No one handin’ me the keys, so I took that shit

With Latarian Milton doin’ some hood rat shit

On my Hustle & Flow I’mma Whoop that Trick

Got Henny in me and rollin’ with plenty bitties

And home town pussy I call it Conneti-Kitty

As animated as Ren & Stimpy, so clever and witty

You’ll need a certain level of intelligence to get me

Gimmie gimmie, everything that you got

Everything in your wallet and that ring with the watch

There really ain’t no coming at the king for the spot

That’s like stepping in the ring with The Rock

It is what it is and that’s how it’s gon’ be

Oil in my pen, burn it down, low-key

Y’all know me, I hit hard like Apollo Creed

You ain’t never had a friend like me

(You ain’t never had a friend like me)

In it to the end like me

No matter what the end might be

Y’all know me, I hit hard like Apollo Creed

You ain’t never had a friend like me

(You ain’t never had a friend like me)

Got a strong bloodline, I was born a leader

People bumpin' my music from here to North Korea

To Argentina, fans be lining up outside my concert

Like the ticket to my show was a court subpoena

Yeah I get it, up all night like EMT paramedics

No anaesthetics phonetic, energetic with alphabetics

I’m spreadin’ the fuckin' vibe like a pathogen epidemic

While I’m sippin’ my unleaded and puffin the devil’s lettuce

I’m a menece, in my whip, indica vapin’

Sippin’ whiskey like some sort of liquid dinner replacement

Feel my inner Simba awaken, a prince in the makin’

My idea of vacation is to sit in my basement and write raps

So I’m ‘bout to tell 'em like that

I run my lane take a step or five back

If you forget the rest then just memorize that

‘Cause at any second Webby might snap

It is what it is and that’s how it’s gon’ be

Oil in my pen, burn it down, low-key

Y’all know me, I hit hard like Apollo Creed

You ain’t never had a friend like me

(You ain’t never had a friend like me)

In it to the end like me

No matter what the end might be

Y’all know me, I hit hard like Apollo Creed

You ain’t never had a friend like me

(You ain’t never had a friend like me)

It’s like, I was made up in a lab or somethin'

The way I hit ‘em with these raps in the tracks you bumpin’

They say I sound like I’m Eminem’s rabid cousin

Who’s still on drugs, fuck it, I’m on acid buggin’

I’m pass ’n puffin’ the loud pack passed my limit

I snap and kill it, my syllables are mad explicit

Take my enemies and grill ‘em on a massive skillet

And as for critics, I covered them in gas and lit it

I’m back you bitches (I’m back) and the crown on my head stay

Get on your knees, bow down to your Sensei

(Bow down to your Sensei)

It’s like I’m fuckin’ Christina Ricci the way I put it down on a Wednesday

Yeah, Addam’s family shit

Always on my hustle ‘cause nobody handed me shit

All I’ve got is intuition and a plan to get rich

And when I do the fuckin’ planet'll flip, yeah

It is what it is and that’s how it’s gon’ be

Oil in my pen, burn it down, low-key

Y’all know me, I hit hard like Apollo Creed

You ain’t never had a friend like me

(You ain’t never had a friend like me)

In it to the end like me

No matter what the end might be

Y’all know me, I hit hard like Apollo Creed

You ain’t never had a friend like me

(You ain’t never had a friend like me)