[Anyway, it doesn't matter how you feel, you know what you got to do, I'm to do it, how you?]
Our age, we young bucks scrubbin' others backs in the bathtub Babysitter send you to bed but she make me stay up so she could the young playa some viscious head uh symptoms of time of gigantic from the Caukenis tamer some had it all but less you had an spoke Mongoose and I had a You owned a machine three different pails I had a go-cart that I built a bunch of used nails We grew up in the church together school Now I heard you off into jackin that ain't even I to be conned, racked, fucked around, and bad up on the wrong tree talking about up in my past
Niggas have thoughts but stop me from strivin suckas be shakin all in his gameful so some be gettin crossed victims of man all that drama you with I swear you on some Whether it's or cocaine Doja or had these marks for Tre and Max fuckin off my high breakin you got ya P's up you no pimp you's a I spit for mix while you make tapes for ya and then you up tha nerve to speak fair The pimp, a traitor, we why I wrote this verse for every youngster his mind on his meal Young playa chill and take a at what these fakers call real
I no man, 'cause man let you down every time that's why I take it upon myself to thank god in rhyme I've seen better times and seen worser days when some of my so called around when I ain't have a verse to say I my thirst today with righteous of mine 'cause righteous of mine will leave mark ass niggas far behind I it every time come and go That's why I to my knees and ask god to friend from foe and do you know by the time morning I can see the light and then I'm thanking god once again for making all right he it tight and now I'm back up on the scene countin' straight from to New Orleans New beings puttin it down like a mic or not replace the slot up shop we 'bout to it hot with ya devilish because ya devilish doins will only forth ya ruin
Friend or foe, you just will know Who can you trust, in a that's oh so cold hatin is everywhere I go Friend or foe you just will never
I'm tryin to tell you my nigga to cha back and few Cause ain't no nigga gon watch ya back for you you When someone is and down and out without no clout it's rough At least you know who you can and who you trust see let me explain and clear up the point I'm tryin to make don't want no bustas me hatin or actin fake don't ever be wantin nobody to get to I don't know if it's of from the marijuana that got me more than see nowadays tha be rollin' thick with hella loot but if my loot was gone would I be all See, my partners who used to with me and smoke that dank, and fuck hoes would they be them same niggas if I didn't have to roll? Maybe they will, maybe they who is to say a nigga will do who is to say if you help someone it's guaranteed that help you see what I'm sayin, to me and see if you can dig this faces replaces friends when people recieve ends Now all of a sudden I'm actin funny my moneys loaned But there was no when I was livin' at my momma's home But I'm not tellin' a nothin you don't already know business, you got to watch who you friends is
I'm thinking about times my mind who in the fuck be my crutch? Holdin me up, me out makin sure that I in touch Where do I sleep, who do I to? When I be low on my who am I down with when niggas be talkin bout kickin my ass? Who is my who is my foes? Who do I ask, I want to know somethin about somethin but I don't know my be keepin me out in the cold Who do I call when I'm in of a ride? in somebody car How do I get from A to B if B is just to far? Where can I get a loan, where can I use the goin to give me the permission to make a decision to up in they house and live when will I drive a BMer takin my to the cleaner How can I will I forever be payin my dues, will I forever be singing the Where will I find a shoulder I be wantin to lean what I mean? when I be needin justification in the fuckin same location who is the that is helpin me? who is the busta hurtin me? who can I will you be there when the is tough? Will I be hangin dick in the dust? Who wanna share my load it's too heavy to carry? or will I go crazy pullin the load constantly my hustle on when will I see, kinda suspect or even actually Who is my friend thick and the thin? and who in the fuck is the
Friend or foe, you will never know Who can you trust, in a world that's oh so hatin is everywhere I go Friend or foe you just will know...