Saigon - Friends lyrics
[Saigon - Friends lyrics]
Something like a buddy, didn’t really love me
You made my lifestyle ugly, man
You wasn’t my friend
I trusted and believed in you man
I ignored all the people who said:
"Watch out for your friends"
I used to try to watch for
The cops but my pops said:
"Brian you should stop
You should watch for your friends"
I wish I would’ve listened to him, He said:
"Friends, sometimes they’ll try and
Make you sin" you made me not only sin
You made my temper shorter than Napoleon
Would shoot whenever you told me when
Met you when I was only ten
Now it’s only been
Two and a half years since I left you
And i'm lonely and uh
I ain't gon lie, sometimes when I’m alone
I want to pick up the phone like, what up
Holmes instead, I go in the zone and
Spit poems in the microphone
Fucking with you is something to do
But, I'd be calling Riker’s home
You insisted on making me sin
You ain’t love me, you was making pretend
You wasn’t my friend
My auntie, my uncle and them
They used to tell me again and again:
"Watch out for your friends"
My momma couldn’t never comprehend
Said, "You won’t even do it for me
But, you’ll do it for your friends"
Wish I would have listened to them
They said: "Friends
Sometimes they’ll try to make you sin"
You ain’t no friend of mine
You a waste of my time
You ain’t no friend of mine
You a waste of my time
You made my lifestyle ugly, man
You wasn’t my friend
I trusted and believed in you man
I ignored all the people who said:
"Watch out for your friends"
I used to try to watch for
The cops but my pops said:
"Brian you should stop
You should watch for your friends"
I wish I would’ve listened to him, He said:
"Friends, sometimes they’ll try and
Make you sin" you made me not only sin
You made my temper shorter than Napoleon
Would shoot whenever you told me when
Met you when I was only ten
Now it’s only been
Two and a half years since I left you
And i'm lonely and uh
I ain't gon lie, sometimes when I’m alone
I want to pick up the phone like, what up
Holmes instead, I go in the zone and
Spit poems in the microphone
Fucking with you is something to do
But, I'd be calling Riker’s home
You insisted on making me sin
You ain’t love me, you was making pretend
You wasn’t my friend
My auntie, my uncle and them
They used to tell me again and again:
"Watch out for your friends"
My momma couldn’t never comprehend
Said, "You won’t even do it for me
But, you’ll do it for your friends"
Wish I would have listened to them
They said: "Friends
Sometimes they’ll try to make you sin"
You ain’t no friend of mine
You a waste of my time
You ain’t no friend of mine
You a waste of my time