Friend like me chris webby lyrics

Chris Webby

Friend Like Me

Yeah, Webby
Never had a friend like me

[Verse 1]
Yeah, it’s that big bad wolf, ‘bout to blow your f**kin’ 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 sh*t
With Latarian Milton doin’ some hood rat sh*t
On my Hustle & Flow I’mma Whoop that Trick
Got Henny in me and rollin’ with plenty bitties
And home town pu**y 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

[Chorus]
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)

[Verse 2]
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 f**kin' 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
[Chorus]
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)

[Verse 3]
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, f**k it, I’m on acid buggin’
I’m pa** ’n puffin’ the loud pack pa**ed my limit
I snap and kill it, my syllables are mad explicit
Take my enemies and grill ‘em on a ma**ive skillet
And as for critics, I covered them in gas and lit it
I’m back you b*t*hes (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 f**kin’ Christina Ricci the way I put it down on a Wednesday
Yeah, Addam’s family sh*t
Always on my hustle ‘cause nobody handed me sh*t
All I’ve got is intuition and a plan to get rich
And when I do the f**kin’ planet'll flip, yeah
[Chorus]
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)

Lyrics for Friend Like Me by 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) 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 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 bumping 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 on it like EMT paramedics No anaesthetics 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 idea 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 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 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 are 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 intuition 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 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

Writer(s): Christian Webster, Jake Procanik, Patrick Farley