Who Your Around (feat. Mary J. Blige) (Explicit)

Who You're Around

One night I prayed to God

I asked could He please remove my enemies from my life

And before you know it I start losing friends

Somebody who you’re around

Wants to clip your wings and shoot you down

But it’s okay to keep your enemies close

As long as you know

Just make sure you know

Who you’re around

Y’all was like my brothers I considered ya’s folks

And I remember nights sippin liquor making toasts

Talkin bout the life tryina get it slingin dough

And *s say I changed but you *s changed first

And f**k all this money ni**a we was fin first

Looking at me ballin know that Instagram hurt

Cause you was apposed to be that ni**a in that damn ghost

I would’ve rowed for you even in the same hearse

Same cemetery bury me in the same dirt

We had a plan but I guess it didn’t work

Be age we straight that was the motto my ni**a

I got rich first

You was apposed to follow my ni**a

I’m gone

Somebody who you’re around

Wants to clip your wings and shoot you down

But it’s okay to keep your enemies close

As long as you know

Just make sure you know

Who you’re around

In that ni**a hell

Sh*t I can’t believe you not you

That’s what they said

Up in that we do we do

And when I came home

I tried to feed you feed you

In every song I was screaming free you

Let that ni**a live

And if you bled I was down to bleed too bleed too

Now when I ride by I breeze through breeze through

I don’t even stop

It ain’t no need to nah

And you the one that left

Ni**a I ain’t leave you

Sh*t got realer realer

*s got richer richer

I said the money train coming it’s coming

*s missed it I did

I even tied to spin back around and come and get you

But *s wanted more form me than my own sister

Somebody who you’re around

Wants to clip your wings and shoot you down

But it’s okay to keep your enemies close

As long as you know

Just make sure you know

Who you’re around

They wanted more than my mother

More than O’Malley and that ni**a like my brother

Greedy motherf**ker

Crazy thing about it: I don’t hate him

I still love him

And I might’ve said things I never said f**k him

But I’mma live my life get the money ball hard

Still sending earned money for his calling cards

Whipped and complaining

He got life behind bars

And he’s calling me

Bet he ain’t calling y’all

Cuz none of y’all *s ain’t send him sh*t yet

None of y’all *s ain’t send him pigs yet

And still writing money

Or did sending pick checks

And remember when it rain *s get wet

Go

Somebody who you’re around

Wants to clip your wings and shoot you down

But it’s okay to keep your enemies close

As long as you know

Just make sure you know

Who you’re around Go