FRIENDS YOU’VE MADE Songtext
von Jordan Mackampa

(Bro you know lie that, you know like that)
(They ain′t only gonna have a fuckin' clue, bruv)
(Fuck this niggas, bruv)

Lemme put this on the record
I, I promise this will only take second
I′m getting sick of all these niggas throwing shade
As if I wasn't in them trenches, spending hours in the rain
They only see one side of this two-way mirror (one side of this two-way)
Thinking that's the truth, but they′re not looking past the filters (uh)
′Cause it's too over exposed, they′ll disrespect you
Then wonder why you're not laughing at their jokes, uh (laughing at their jokes)

You call ′em out and tell 'em, "That′s gon' be the last of it", uh
But they ignore you, 'cause they′re not seeing the harm in it (uh)
You′ve reached a point where dealing with their shit is stressful
And keeping up appearances is fucking up your mental (hmm)
I bet it's funny when that′s happens, right?
Then you remember all the other times you've let it slide
Maturity′s an oversight and then you come to find
That growing up isn't just black and white


And do you wonder if the friends you′ve made, will think of you the same? (Uh-uh)
And do you wonder if the friends you've got, will take share of the blame? (Uh-uh)
And do you wonder if when things get tough, will they cut the rope 'cause they′ve had enough?
I′m not a fan of sudden change, but I guess it comes with age (uh-uh)

I feel like somethings different
Guess I've been changing up my systems
And I′m not stressing over friends that I don't really give a fuck about
And the ones that used to be important, really aren′t important now
I'm more than idea that they had painted in their imagery
I′m drinking wine and planning summers out in Italy
With less of a fuck, you start seeing shit differently
And get tired of all this infancy
This industry is fucked up!

And I don't the understand the jealousy
I don't believe that I have enemies
So I never let ′em get to me
But this algorithmic alchemy is fucking up my energy

It′s all game, it's all for show
They use you up, then let you go
The ones you love won′t ever leave
And if they do then you set them free


And do you wonder if the friends you've made, will think of you the same? (Uh-uh)
And do you wonder if the friends you′ve got, will take share of the blame?
And do you wonder if when things get tough, will they cut the rope 'cause they′ve had enough?
I'm not a fan of sudden change, but I guess it comes with age (uh)
And do you wonder if the friends you've made, will think of you the same? (Uh-uh)
And do you wonder if the friends you′ve got, will take share of the blame? (Do you ever wonder?)
And do you wonder if when things get tough, will they cut the rope ′cause they've had enough?
I′m not a fan of sudden change, but I guess it comes with age (uh-uh)

I can't lie, I′m in a place I never thought I would be
Music money is steady, and I'm hearing my voice on the screens
And shits mad ′cause I know I worked hard for that
But Imposter Syndromes' got me questioning my master plan
Is this the curse of growing up poor? Or living on the estates?
You think anybody, anybody could take it away?
That's why I value my friendships, ven the ones that are fading
So if we ain′t spoke in a minute, nigga I′m still prayin' you make it

I′ve been out here on some madnesses, suppressing all my sadnesses
Saturdays in therapy, just tryna understand the shit
While working on this album, and working on this album
I mean it when I say it bro, this shit is going platinum

Still the man of the house, still looking after their needs
Plated up with the coppers, but never spoke to police
Plantain with the rice, I served it up with beans
Took my sister to school, and now she's getting degrees
I call my friends through my phone ′cause I got some friends overseas
I got some friends that are neighbours, we ain't spoken in weeks
I got some friends getting married, it′s kinda hard to believe it
A couple friends that I miss, a couple blocked and deleted

But as we grow and we change, and night turns to day
Just know that if I love you, that my numbers the same
Fuck, I've got nothing else to say