I thought I had a lot of partnas, but I've only got Since I depend on my niggaz, I put my faith up in my shotgun Rolling around in my '78, on the past 16 years old trying to get into Boomerang, all our lil cash Now it's like we never knew eachother, act strange It's like got intentions, on putting bullets up in my brain Why they look me in my eyes no mo' Even though I miss my T. Jones, at mama ain't gotta to cry no mo' I done seen my nigga get rich, 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 watch me perform, but don't go, and if I'm Stranded and I need a ride, say they coming but they don't show Picture me walking down the feeter, masking me up Oh good that nigga from the hood, chunking 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 Benjamin cause uh
- 2x] Friends just ain't friends no Ain't no love, cause money is all we Friends ain't friends no more I don't need you round me
Most of hoes say they your friend, but they really ain't down Cause when you broke and got no ends, them same hoes don't come The hoes that talk down, most friends turn to foes just the way it go down, that's why I stay blowing pounds Cause Mary Jane don't change she stay the same, maintain And ease the pain, stay free from the bullshit people the world is full of evil mayn That's why I stay one deep, these niggaz and these hoes I be on my creep, no one in the passenger seat
[Den he's riding high, now he busting Mack 10's Watch you go from homie to foe, then try to come again There no returning with the fuck shit, that's why I murder with one click These fake ass G's I'm done with, selling my shit for one But claiming you down to the ground bitch, bitch you ain't down Just another fake friend, trying to chop the to plead my ends, looking for a win Lying with a grin, trying to back in
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Remember back in '97, we was it up If had it and we wanted it, they was giving it up Through it wrong together, I we wrote our first song together Matter of fact, we our first zone together Look at you now oh you a rich nigga, thinking that you running But you ain't a damn thang but your mouth, cause you's a bitch nigga Going against the grain, cause you done a lil change But I can't flip the script wanna get rich, I gotta remain the I had visions of us balling together, pulling up at the at New Orleans Together, everyday all day shot calling together, but now I'm rolling 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 stay full of embalming fluid But you know what you can do for me, 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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