I thought I had a lot of partnas, but I've only got Since I can't depend on my niggaz, I put my faith up in my Rolling around in my '78, reminiscing on the 16 years old trying to get Boomerang, smelling all our lil cash Now it's like we never eachother, motherfuckers act strange It's like they got intentions, on putting up in my brain Why they look me in my eyes no mo' though I miss my T. Jones, at least mama ain't gotta to cry no mo' I done my nigga get rich, leave the hood, make a lot of rich friends But try to come back to the po' partnas, all the richness end Tell him to come me perform, but they don't go, and if I'm Stranded and I need a ride, they say they coming but they show Picture me down the feeter, everybody masking me up Oh good it's that nigga from the hood, a deuce passing me up That's alright though, I gotta a top flight hoe, smoking and thinking When I get I want no nobody, but a Franklin cause uh
- 2x] Friends just ain't no more Ain't no love, cause is all we adore Friends just friends no more I need you motherfuckers round me
Most of these hoes say they your friend, but they ain't down Cause when you broke and got no ends, them hoes don't come round The main that talk down, most friends turn to foes That's just the way it go down, that's why I blowing pounds Cause Mary Jane don't change she stay the same, maintain And ease the pain, stay from the bullshit people bring Cause the is full of evil mayn That's why I stay one deep, fuck these niggaz and these I be on my creep, no one in the passenger seat
[Den First he's high, now he busting Mack 10's Watch you go from homie to foe, then try to come again There ain't no returning with the fuck shit, that's why I murder one click fake ass G's I'm done with, selling my shit for one sill But claiming you down to the bitch, bitch you ain't down with Just another friend, trying to chop the Benz to plead my ends, looking for a win Lying with a grin, trying to sneak in
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Remember in '97, we was living it up If they had it and we wanted it, they was it up Through it together, I think we wrote our first song together of fact, we smoked our first zone together Look at you now oh you a rich nigga, thinking that you running But you ain't running a damn thang but your mouth, cause a bitch nigga Going against the grain, you done made a lil change But I can't flip the script get rich, I gotta remain the same I had visions of us together, pulling up at the Past at New Orleans Together, everyday all day shot calling together, but now I'm only solo get it twisted I still got love for my niggaz, but I don't fuck with em no mo' Cause everybody want me to do, what want me to do And they want me to do it, but I'd rather stay full of embalming But you know you can do for me, give me a whole lot of leave me alone the only partna I got left, got 17 partnas of his own and uh
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