Friend Of Me

If he broke he ain't no friend of me
Wearing fake designer, he ain't no friend of me
Money long and still stretching like a centipede
Extended clips and prayers for all my enemies

If he in front of me kill that fucking nigga like my enemy
I'm tired of this nigga in front of me
All these dinners killing me, my energy
Catch a foe, show him what he meant to me
And I cop a smack, it go right back
You told those dudes dude sound like a high hat
I'm towing all this trouble, it go grat grat
Same puss I beg for then I pay for my head
Send me up, baby girl, don't try that
I got my fellow me and every mob gat
Too much 2-0 pack where my life at
Roll this calm out this chopper, where the knife at?
This here going richer, can't have broke friends
I guess I just noticed that
Put it when you're rich, wearing old heads
Let that shit be all over with

If he broke he ain't no friend of me
Wearing fake designer, he ain't no friend of me
Money long and still stretching like a centipede
Extended clips and prayers for all my enemies

I still want none, get on a track and I go dumb
Keep talking shit, you see them bitties come
And the Lords come and them folks come
And they be coming with some shit, better click at it, clack
Clip after clip after Mac and some shit that'll rip out your back
Hollow heavy hitter, bullets'll slip out the crack
My haters get ghost, what, chewing all that money
You were saying to me you ain't got a prop or a job
You're a shame to me, half nigga always in the club
You a thot to me, can't pay for VIP
Parking, you broke to me
Used to got no money, you mistaking me
For that other nigga that you seen, he ain't none of me
Pull up in that Benz with no key, sit on 4 G's
Killers all behind me, send this shit up, G