Hi, guys! I am not sure if this track fits the Saturday vibe…but I just want to post it exactly now. So, here is song “FRI-END”, by Jay Gudda — a hip-hop artist from Raymond, NH, United States. Let’s dive right in!
I can’t say that the lyrical part of the track related to my life and personal experience. But I really dig the overall mood of the track. It sounds amazing to me. Especially when there’s a lot of autotuned new-school rap around. It’s kinda psychedelic and a bit experimental hip-hop vibe.
A track cuts deep into the pain and anger of betrayal. From the very first lines, the emotion is palpable — his flow is sharp, relentless, and filled with a mix of fury and disappointment. The production provides a slow, almost psychedelic backdrop that lets the weight of every lyric sink in, making the song feel like both a confession and a confrontation.
He doesn’t sugarcoat the devastation of being betrayed by someone he once trusted, instead channeling that pain into powerful storytelling. The lyrics swing between introspection and aggression, creating a gripping balance that keeps the listener locked in. This isn’t just another rap song — it’s a personal purge, and that authenticity makes it hit harder.
That’s all for today. Thanks for listening / reading. Stand with Ukraine! Peace <3
Lyrics:
You make me fuckin’ sick I’m on that See You Latorade Man, what the fuck we doin’ here? You took the words out my mouth You took the thoughts out my head You ripped my heart out my chest Of course you thought I was dead Of course you thought I’d be hollow I’m gettin’ swallowed instead I called for help, I was blue You left my message on read I thought that you was the truth That’s why I called you my friend Said, “Raise the roof for my brother” “My fuckin’ dawg ’til the end” Now, what’d you call it again? Oh, pussy, fraudulent, them If that’s what we callin’ it Then there’s no sense in arguing then If it was all just pretend, you’ll never cross me again Fuck what it cost me to win, it’s only a loss when I sin My bitch take my loss on her chin, it’s like I pissed in the wind Now I got piss on my Timbs, still got a shit-eatin’ grin He’s only pissed ‘cause I’m him and he got dismissed for disloyalty Couldn’t stick to the script, man, I told this prick not to toy with me Burnt his boy for some royalty, no Diddy, flamboyancy Shut up, bitch, shit’s annoying me (Shut the fuck up) Milked the bitch when she spoiled… You took the words out my mouth You took the thoughts out my head You ripped my heart out my chest Of course you thought I was dead Of course you thought I’d be hollow I’m gettin’ swallowed instead I called for help, I was blue And I hit the cut ’til I bled I thought that you was the truth That’s why I called you my friend Said, “Give the loot to my brother” “My fuckin’ dawg ’til the end” Now, what’d you call that again? Oh, pussy, fraudulent, them There’s no chance in bargaining So what the fuck’s the argument then? Won’t ask it again if I asked it befo So I’m ashin’ the blunt on the passenger flo Don’t ask if I won ’til a tag on his toe Ain’t no braggin’ or nothin’, I’ll be glad when he go You asked if I’m done, I said, “Look at the sco” No, actually though, you been slackin’ fasho No, no, actually though, they be slackin’ fasho They be stackin’ they dough, but they actually broke Factually though, he sold half of his soul After taxin’ his bro and then smashin’ his hoe Just laugh at the joke, I said, “Half of his soul” And you already know, well, you already… Oh, I thought that you knew The code that you broke wasn’t hard to compute But you know that you smoked when your brother go… Shame on me, I guess I shouldn’t assume But you the loudest in the room