Friends (Screwed|Explicit)

Z Ro

I thought I had a lot of partnas but I've only got some

Since I can't depend on my n***az I put my faith up in my shotgun

Rolling around in my '78 reminiscing on the past

16 years old trying to get into Boomerang smelling all our lil cash

Now it's like we never knew eachother motherf**kers act strange

It's like they got intentions on putting bullets up in my brain

Why they can't look me in my eyes no mo'

Even though I miss my T Jones at least mama ain't gotta to cry no mo'

I done seen my n***a get rich leave the hood make a lot of rich friends

But try to come back to the po' partnas when all the richness end

Tell him to come watch me perform but they don't go and if I'm

Stranded and I need a ride they say they coming but they don't show

Picture me walking down the feeter everybody masking me up

Oh good it's that n***a from the hood chunking a deuce passing me up

That's alright though I gotta make a top flight h*e smoking and thinking

When I get I want no nobody but a Benjamin Franklin cause uh

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Friends just ain't friends no more

Ain't no love cause money is all we adore

Friends just ain't friends no more

I don't need you motherf**kers round me

Cl'Che

Most of these h*es say they your friend but they really ain't down

Cause when you broke and got no ends them same h*es don't come round

The main h*es that talk down most friends turn to foes

That's just the way it go down that's why I stay blowing pounds

Cause Mary Jane don't change she stay the same help maintain

And ease the pain stay free from the b******t people bring

Cause the world is full of evil mayn

That's why I stay one deep f**k these n***az and these h*es

I be solo on my creep no one in the passenger seat

Den Den

First he's riding high now he busting Mack 10's

Watch you go from homie to foe then try to come back again

There ain't no returning with the f**k s**t that's why I murder with one click

These fake a*s G's I'm done with selling my s**t for one sill

But claiming you down to the ground b***h b***h you ain't down with

Just another fake friend trying to chop the Benz

Helping to plead my ends looking for a win

Lying with a grin trying to sneak back in

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Z Ro

Remember back in '97 we was living it up

If they had it and we wanted it they was giving it up

Through it wrong together I think we wrote our first song together

Matter of fact we smoked our first zone together

Look at you now oh you a rich n***a thinking that you running thangs

But you ain't running a d**n thang but your mouth cause you's a b***h n***a

Going against the grain cause you done made a lil change

But I can't flip the script wanna get rich I gotta remain the same

I had visions of us balling together pulling up at the Past at New Orleans

Together everyday all day shot calling together but now I'm only rolling solo

Don't get it twisted I still got love for my n***az but I don't f**k with em no mo'

Cause everybody want me to do what they want me to do

And they want me to do it but I'd rather stay full of embalming fluid

But you know what you can do for me give me a whole lot of leave me alone

Cause the only partna I got left got 17 partnas of his own and uh

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