K-Rino - Phony lyrics

(K-Rino talking)
Yeah, take a journey into my life
But, you won't have far to go
Cuz mines is yours
We all gon' through the same things

Don't ever misinterpret me, I'm
Glad to be alive, g
I put two and two together though and
I keep coming up with three
It's hard to rest
When you see the evil some people possess
It just multiply stress
My depression's even depressed
Countless times I extended a hand to
Help a friend in need
Only to misread because for me
The same wasn't received
You called me when you was flat broke
And wanted K hook a loan up when I said
"Cool" you was at my house before
I could hang the phone up
See, I'll break bread and feed ya
These days homies'll bleed ya
Their procedure borrow money then
Get selective amnesia
You try to give 'em time but
That seems to be worthless
Knowing he owe you coming around showing
You things he just purchased
Then they start ducking your calls
You know how you can tell?
Cuz all you get is half a ring and
Then it's straight to the voice mail
So, what the Hell? I guess I
Gots to leave these cats alone
Another friendship dead and gon' over
A couple of hundred bones
People so phony, phony
I feel like it's me and God only, only, only
Only i can't let it phase me, phase me
I'm trying hard to keep from gon' crazy
What? To keep from gon' crazy

When I detect a suspected lie
It's hard to let it slide
An artificial female friend milking
Your sympathetic side
Money I would give, not lend
Was down with her to the end
Not from a tricking standpoint
I just considered her a friend
Kind of mad I didn't control this
Never fathomed she would go this low
But now I'm tripping over this
Repeat pattern that I noticed
Like clockwork
An hour after every time she leave
She be like, "Baby, I need some money
Can you help me please,?" and I'm like
"OK!" Might pay a bill or help
Her knock the rent off
Every time she came around my
Gold-digger alarm went off
But when I needed help and asked
For it the game flipped
She had more excuses than the pipe
Burns on a crackhead's lips
And it's a trip, cuz when it's time
To show me they my homie, they don't
And if I need 'em to do something for me
They won't
So now it's all about me, one syllable
And artificial people get cut
Loose like umbilical

The doctor checked me out and wrote
Me a prescription with the quickness
But the side effects of the medicine
Was worse than the sickness
See I sacrificed for others but
The same love didn't follow
I wish I had a dollar for every time
That I wished I had a dollar
I regret sometimes not having
A biological seed
Anytime that it was ever proposed
To me I disagreed
If they persisted to insisted
I just packed up and I slid
Too many of my partners paying
Child support, "Ohh hell nah, not the kid"
But, if I did
Maybe then hope would seem more realistic
To be gifted with a reflection
Of my own characteristics
Cuz most people are senseless
Self-centered and pretentious
Any show of love is meant
To benefit their own interest
My eyes are now trained to
Spot game when it arises
The wisest people learn how to
See through those disguises
Cuz fakers show more fiction
Or depictions than HBO
Fraud to real is a 99-to-1 ratio