I got a story to tell, when I ginormously fell say no names though, 'cause it ain't no game, bro And it ain't no angle makin' no tickets for me to sell It's about two in the middle of bout due A on the daily puttin' out to One of the buddies, she told him let his mouth spew let your boy know what's happening 'Cause we together, plus shacking in That's what you call get [?] back at told him I was tapping in
I was She was 40-somethin', say she give me some So I started puttin' Tecca Nina in the Of the photographer that my homie, then he But it was a catch, she want a nigga to rap 'Cause her and my were together, he'd give her the scratch After photo-shoot but he'd have a bitter attack If he knew his colleague would shoot me then deliver the So I kept her secret a dummy, keepin' it professional I didn't tell my but I was full of regret, you know? Ridin' out with my homie, out my mouth, no decibels 'Bout when she flickin' me, we'd bang out on the sectional I used to throw him hints I really smash her" Then he would look at me like I was doin' it with laughter She would never do it, I know what you after Out of your league, man you young, and plus you a rapper
Bros become yeah (bros become foes) knows the lovin' was fly though It ain't worth livin' these though On my dog (On my dog, On my dog) I have told him, I should have told him, I should told him I was tappin' in I should have him, I should have told him I should have him he was a best friend 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
She pick 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 give her a lesson No confession told him, I was grinding On his workin' roommate, I was But I messed up and my other homie But when me and him fell out he told my best That I was all this time and then my homie said 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 that stay with me You supposed to be my homie, why you 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 help I'm feel like I'm finna it I don't know I'ma do But I to... Hold on my nigga, you can't be callin' me I'm with my and I don't know what the hell you talkin About that's fuckin' man Why you lyin' to me bro, you 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 am I supposed to do 'bout it when I'm at work? You and her, we to be brothers that make it worse And he told me everything be doin', don't do me dirt Don't deny it homie, really you your turf Told me y'all was snappin' and you removin' her skirt Even you shoulda known this fuckin' chick was a flirt Well how you gonna every damn thing he say? Dog you for real? You shoulda told me a delay We was like fam, now you got me dealin' hearsay And that he say, she say Oh, I go
Bros become foes (bros become foes) Lord the lovin' was fly though It worth livin' these lies though On my dog (On my dog, On my dog) I should have him, I should have told him I should have him That I was in I should have told him, I should have him I should told him 'Cause he was a best Shoulda him I was tappin' in Shoulda him I was tappin' in told him I was tappin' in That ain't never what you do to best
So that is how me and my best friend out 'Cause I another homie something he had to yell out All of our business and dreams was the hell out And I'm left underhanded things that I can tell 'bout Lost my best friend, I was young and dumb He lost his to another brother with a gun I got to tell him that I was sorry, I was sprung My other homie died of cancer, I'm numb
So the of the story is don't Lie to get that you really want Always keep it real, though a lot of people why they always in funk
Shoulda him I was tappin' in Shoulda him I was tappin' in Shoulda him I was tappin' in That ain't what you do to best friends