Boosie Badazz, Locco, Quick Bad Azz - You Ain't My Friend (Friends) lyrics

Frieeends how many of us have them oh yeah
Friends how many of us have
Them ohh uhh ohh ohhh

You ain't my wodie you ain't my round
You ain't my Thug Nigga til da end
What happened to da friends we coulda been
When I was down u ain't even come around
(round)

Look, look tryna keep it guudda but friends
Got me on my numbas
Standin frontin and you ain't
Payin imma fuckin ya stupid motha fucka
Always thought that I was playin
Now I gotta cut ya loose and
Letcha roam on the land
It's time to be a grown man
I caint hold ya hand look I had love for ya
People I hope they understand
I did all I can when you went to jail I
Bent over backwards for ya still ain't
I coulda fucked yo main bitch but
I had love for ya
If ya got some gangsta shit Lil Quick
Was quick ta bust for ya
Kick up dust for ya even put on cuffs for ya
I hate to say it but now
It's tough love for ya
I ain't gone let this money change me
You did it to ya self you
Ain't gotta explain ta me (explain ta me)
I'm tryna send this message
To my ghetto people
Neva eva bite da hand that feed ya

You ain't my wodie you ain't my round
You ain't my Thug Nigga til da end
What happened to da friends we coulda been
When I was down u ain't even come around
(round)

Say dawg look you can't lie
I held it down through da thick and thin
If I fuck witchu I'm like
Chucky friends til da end
Ya meals at my house
When I think about what happened
Tears wanna come out
I've bent my back and been a hunded witcha
If ya had pussy problems I
Used ta run it witcha
Look what greed done a nigga
So many friends in da wind
Since da money came
Caint stand ta see me do my
Thang and that's a fuckin shame
I gave my last the first time ya asked
Momma like this fuckin heart gone get
Me zipped up in a bodybag
Whateva happened to the real G (the real G)
Who do life in da pen 'fo
They let they fuckin stripes bleed
We livin in da last days new friends uhh uhh
Cuz badass been betrayed
So treat 'em like slaves
Father God punish them for punishin me
Had me thinkin

You ain't my wodie you ain't my round
You ain't my Thug Nigga til da end
What happened to da friends we coulda been
When I was down u ain't even come around
(round)