Friend Like Me - Chris Webby

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 hustlin' flow I’m a whoop that trick

Got Henny in me and rollin' with plenty bitties

And home town pussy I call it Connetic-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 pan 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 sworn bloodline, I was born a leader

People bumping my music from here to North Korea

To Argentina, fans be lining up outside my concert

Like the ticket to my show what’s a court subpoena

Yeah I get it up on it like EMT paramedics

No anesthetics, phonetic energetic with alphabetics

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

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

I’m a menice in my whip indicia vapin'

Sippin' whiskey like some sort of liquid dinner replacement

Feel my inner Simba awaken

The prince in the makin'

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

So I’m 'bout to tell a night gap

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 pan 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 something

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 packed passed my limit

I snap and kill it, my syllables I’m mad explicit

Take my enemies and kill '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 handin' me shit

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

And when I do the fuckin' planet will flip

Yeah

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

Oil in my pan 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)