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No Friends
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Hip-Hop/Rap
No Friends was released on July 25, 2025 by QCLG as a part of the album Sack Chasing Youngin
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Release DateJuly 25, 2025
LabelQCLG
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
SCY Jimm
SCY Jimm
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jimnirable Curry
Jimnirable Curry
Songwriter
Fedner Richard
Fedner Richard
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
fooliomadeit
fooliomadeit
Producer
Manny "Mix" Mercado IV
Manny "Mix" Mercado IV
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
T2T, **** (Fuck ****)
(Ayy, who made that shit, ****? Julio) What I say? Yeah, uh
[Chorus]
I woke up this morning, no friends (Yeah)
Just me and this F&N, twenty thousand on the stand (Hey)
Before I ask a **** to hold somethin', cut off my fuckin' hands (The fuck?)
Ain't been to sleep, it's 4 a.m., I'm up tryna get these fuckin' bands (Yeah, huh?)
[Verse 1]
If the label ain't gon' push me, I'ma push myself, **** (Push myself, ****)
My youngin jumped up in that water like he Michael Phelps, **** (Michael Phelps, ****)
Said it was love but left me hangin' when I needed help, **** (On gang)
I don't think these **** hearin' me, they must be deaf, **** (The fuck?)
Fuck the whole industry (Yeah), know these **** envy me (Fuck 'em)
Ones turned to blue faces (Huh?), friends turned to enemy
In the kitchen mixin' potions, don't know how I failed chemistry (The fuck?)
Most of these **** sayin' I'm a rat ain't even in the streets (Come on now)
Told 'em, "Who?" Dumb-ass **** must ain't took his meds (Stupid-ass ****)
I got some **** in the state, some **** in the feds (On gang)
I'll probably never get my flowers 'til the day I'm dead
A **** ain't never did time behind shit I said (Yeah)
When I speak, they say I'm crazy (Huh?), **** been actin' funny lately
But shit, I ain't losin' sleep, bitch, I'm still check chasin' (I'm still check chasin')
How this shit lookin', I'll probably never drop the song with Baby (The fuck?)
I was fucked up until this rap shit came and saved me (Yeah, huh, huh)
Been in this shit by myself, all the shit I done seen, all the pain I done felt (All this pain I done felt)
I was standin' in that rain every day and I ain't melt (On gang)
I been on these ****' ass, give these lil'-ass boys the belt
30K on me like I'm Steph, **** (Rattin' out)
If you ain't tryna run it up, then what you livin' for? (The fuck?)
The fakest ones get on the 'net and post the realest quotes (Come on now)
Makin' fake pages 'bout me 'cause he wake up broke (Yeah)
****, you better get off your ass and go and get some cho (What?)
Bitch, I'm married to the game, I done made the streets my wife (Made the streets my wife)
P dropped that sack on me, I ain't gon' lie, he changed my life (On God)
I got caught slippin', not again, I won't go out twice (I won't go out twice)
Said I stopped gamblin', I still wake up, roll the dice, **** (Yeah)
[Chorus]
I woke up this morning, no friends (Yeah)
Just me and this F&N, twenty thousand on the stand (Hey)
Before I ask a **** to hold somethin', cut off my fuckin' hands (The fuck?)
Ain't been to sleep, it's 4 a.m., I'm up tryna get these fuckin' bands (Yeah, huh? Huh?)
[Outro]
Fuck a ****
T2T, ****, all that
**** can't fuck with me, know what I'm sayin'?
Written by: Fedner Richard, Jimnirable Curry
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