I got a story to tell, 'bout I ginormously fell Won't say no names though, it ain't no game, bro And it ain't no angle makin' no woof for me to sell It's about two buddies in the middle of due A on the daily puttin' out to One of the buddies, she told him let his mouth spew Don't let your boy know happening we were together, plus shacking in That's what you get [?] back at friends told him I was tapping in
I was She was 40-somethin', say she wanna me some So I started puttin' Nina in the lungs Of the photographer that my homie, then he But it was a catch, she didn't want a to rap 'Cause her and my homie were together, give her the scratch After every but he'd have a bitter attack If he knew his would shoot me then deliver the snatch So I kept her secret like a dummy, keepin' it I didn't my homie but I was full of regret, you know? Ridin' out with my homie, out my mouth, no decibels 'Bout when she finished flickin' me, we'd bang out on the I used to throw him sayin' I really wanna her" he would look at me like I was doin' it with laughter said She would do it, I don't know what you after Out of league, man you young, broke and plus you a rapper
Bros become yeah (bros become foes) Lord knows the was fly though It ain't worth livin' these though On my dog (On my dog, On my dog) I should have told him, I have told him, I should told him I was tappin' in I have told him, I should have told him I should told him 'Cause he was a friend told him I was tappin' in Shoulda told him I was in Shoulda him I was tappin' in That ain't what you do to best friends
She would me up for photo sessions But I didn't tell my we were low-low sexin' Man this lady had a body she was SoloFlex'n So right after work, she let me her a pogo lesson No confession never him, I was grinding On his workin' roommate, I was But I messed up and told my other But when me and him out he told my best friend That I was lyin' all this time and then my homie Why is you playin' me, I'm too many rumors Yo you got to say to me, man? You know about my affection for that woman that stay me You to be my homie, why you fuckin' and fakin'? And then I hear from someone else You man all you think about is your fuckin' self You and her be together, I don't need no one's I'm feel I'm finna lose it I know what I'ma do But I to... on my nigga, you can't be callin' me trippin I'm with my family and I don't know the hell you talkin About that's insanity man Why you to me bro, you know these people be talkin' And their stories sound the same and you it awkward And I ain't finna be the to act like this don't really hurts What am I supposed to do 'bout it I'm at work? You and her, we supposed to be brothers that make it And he told me everything y'all be doin', don't do me Don't deny it homie, you oversteppin' your turf Told me y'all was photos and you removin' her skirt Even said you known this fuckin' chick was a flirt Well how you believe every damn thing he say? Dog you for You shoulda told me without a delay We was like fam, now you got me dealin' hearsay And everything he say, she say Oh, I go
Bros foes yeah (bros become foes) Lord knows the was fly though It ain't worth these lies though On my dog (On my dog, On my dog) I should have told him, I should told him I have told him That I was in I should have told him, I have told him I have told him 'Cause he was a best Shoulda him I was tappin' in told him I was tappin' in Shoulda told him I was in That ain't what you do to best friends
So that is how me and my friend fell out 'Cause I told another homie he had to yell out All of our ventures and dreams was the hell out And I'm left with underhanded things that I can 'bout Lost my best friend, I was young and dumb He lost his life to brother with a gun I never got to tell him that I was sorry, I was My other homie just of cancer, I'm numb
So the of the story is don't Lie to get something you really want Always keep it real, though a lot of don't That's why they always in
Shoulda told him I was in told him I was tappin' in Shoulda him I was tappin' in That ain't never what you do to friends