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Friendamine

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Yeah you know We always gotta come different And you know where we sendin' this All over the world Where at? Where at? All over the world You never was a friend of mine You tried to deceive me You never was a friend of mine You didn't believe me Now you can eat with your enemy Speak with your enemy But sleep with your enemy You wake up in a cemetery Hope you ain't buyin' that bullshit they sellin' we Got too many niggas locked up in the penitentiary Still in the hood just over a quarter century Ain't no good but we reppin' it like it's meant to be Conquered mentally Roll on a friend of me They always get fried in the end when they pretend to be Silence is golden and patience is a virtue A friend ain't gotta help you A friend don't hurt you Friends don't plot with niggas and wanna murk you A friend keep it real holmes A friend's who you turn to Good one's better than pocket change And if you in the hood man I need not explain Show me your friends I'll tell you who you are From a bucket to a Benz Nobody to a star Now there is a few things that I hate I hate me a liar and I hate me a snake I hate a fake friend tryin' to infiltrate Quick to take a bite when they try to create Were you there to pick him up when the world let him down? What kind of friend are you? And when the world turns their back are you the friend that's around? What kind of friend are you? Really and truly if I know you ten years or better Then I don't need to know you 'less we talkin' 'bout cheddar Cause real gon' recognize real forever You need to recognize when the real's together And I ain't hatin' on all my new friends But I'm just learnin' how to get my enemies to do things Like fall right into my trap I thought you liked my little raps Then you tried to stick a knife into my back Hugs and kisses X's and O's Bitches turn snitches like friends turn foes So what you was there for the bottles of Mo' Limos and shows What happened after the dough? Love my sisters Gotta let 'em know But don't get pissed cause I call a ho a ho I know she said that she cared for you But was that bitch really there for you? So when you see me in the streets don't beep no more And when you see me on your block stop callin' the low And if you see me on your fly don't come to the show And when you see me on top pop a bottle of Mo' But don't come to my home Don't be callin' my phone Don't be sendin' no message to niggas up in the zone Stop textin' my dome Please leave it alone Cause we ain't people, we ain't family, we ain't friends for sure Don't need no fair-weather niggas or no part-time friends I show love to all my hard time friends Cause they was here through all the hard times And there ain't too many people that I call my friends Don't need no fair-weather niggas or no part-time friends I show love to all my hard time friends Cause they was here through all the hard times And there ain't too many people that I call my friends Never was a friend of mine