[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' each backs in the bathtub would send you to bed but she would make me up so she give the young playa some viscious head uh early of time of gigantic from the Caukenis bitch some had it all but unfortunate you had an alloy spoke and I had a You a green machine three different lunch I had a go-cart that I built from a bunch of used We grew up in the church together school Now I heard you off jackin nigga that ain't even I used to be conned, racked, around, and bad barking up on the wrong talking about up in my past
Niggas hateful thoughts but they stop me strivin be shakin salt all in his gameful so fools be gettin crossed victims of man all that drama you come I you on some shit Whether it's or cocaine or doggfood they had marks for Tre and Max fuckin off my breakin rules you got ya P's up you ain't no a forty I for major mix while you make for ya homie and then you work up tha to speak fair The pimp, a traitor, we that's why I this verse for every youngster with his on his meal Young just chill and take a look at what fakers call real
I no man, 'cause man will let you down time that's why I take it upon myself to god in every rhyme 'cause I've better times and I've worser days when some of my so called wasn't around when I ain't a verse to say I quench my today with righteous thoughts of 'cause righteous thought of mine will leave mark ass far behind I it every time come and go That's why I to my knees and ask god to distinguish friend foe and do you know by the time morning comes I can see the and then I'm thanking god once again for making everything all he made it tight and now I'm up on the scene greens straight H-town to New Orleans New human puttin it down like a mic or not the slot open up shop we 'bout to it hot with ya devilish because ya devilish doins will only forth ya ruin
Friend or foe, you just never know Who can you trust, in a world oh so cold hatin is everywhere I go Friend or foe you just never know
I'm tryin to tell you my to watch cha back and few Cause ain't no nigga gon watch ya back for you you When someone is broke and down and out no clout it's rough At least you who you can and who you cannot trust see let me explain myself and clear up the point I'm tryin to don't want no bustas me playa hatin or actin don't be wantin nobody to get to close I don't if it's effects of from the marijuana that got me than trippin see nowadays tha nigga be rollin' thick with loot but if my loot was would I be all alone? See, my who used to ride with me and smoke that dank, and fuck hoes would they be same niggas if I didn't have shit to roll? Maybe will, maybe they won't who is to say a nigga will do who is to say if you help it's guaranteed that they'll help you see what I'm sayin, to me and see if you can dig this Smilin' faces 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 a nigga nothin you don't already know personal business, you got to who you friends is
I'm thinking hard times freeing my who in the fuck be my crutch? me up, helpin me out makin sure that I in touch do I sleep, who do I turn to? When I be low on my who am I down with when fifty niggas be bout kickin my ass? Who is my who is my foes? Who do I ask, when I want to somethin about somethin but I know nothin my be keepin me out in the cold Who do I call I'm in need of a ride? in elses car How do I get from point A to B if B is just to can I get a loan, where can I use the phone? Who's goin to me the permission to make a decision to come up in they house and when will I drive a BMer takin my clothes to the How can I will I forever be payin my dues, will I be singing the blues? Where will I find a when I be wantin to lean know I mean? when I be some justification stuck in the same location who is the friend is helpin me? who is the busta hurtin me? who can I will you be when the goin is tough? Will I be with dick in the dust? Who share my load when it's too heavy to carry? or will I go crazy the load alone? constantly my hustle on when will I see, kinda suspect or even know Who is my real friend and the thin? and who in the fuck is the
Friend or foe, you will never know Who can you trust, in a that's oh so cold playa hatin is I go Friend or foe you will never know...