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Yeah.. uhh, check it right |
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[Positive K] |
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Now it's your friends you gotta worry about, to say the least |
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Cause man, they're stickin to ya kid without the grease |
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Runnin game in the name of fame |
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Or talkin about every nice little thing for ya that they've done |
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And they've done nuttin now too late you learn |
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Cause all they wanted was uhh, somethin in return |
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That's a flam and a scam, you can tell I ain't gas it |
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Bite a check on my rep, and then later, try to cash it |
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But I got more bounce to the ounce, what I'm sayin |
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Seven and a half ounces, braincells, on the way in |
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Cause momma ain't raised none, I ain't changed none |
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I got work in my work and it stays done |
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A man twenty-three years yes I've grown |
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And I've learned that I can do bad on my own |
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I don't need a friend cause, I've got a brand new car |
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All cause I'm a, hot new rap star |
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Maybe cause my bank account is so profound |
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And since you're my friend, I gotta put you down |
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Anyway I know clout, only respects clout |
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And it's your friends kid, you got to worry about |
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[Chorus: x4] |
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It's your friends, oh yea your friends, YOU GOTTA WORRY ABOUT |
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[Positive K] |
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A let me tell you let me tell you who your friends are |
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Your friends ride around, in your new car |
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They ask for dough when they know you just got dough |
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They call your house every minute on the hour yo |
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Talkin bout - let's hang - you don't wanna hang |
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You wanna go wild maybe do your own thang |
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But they get mad, and they sweat that |
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Cause what ya got man they know they can't get that |
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And they don't take no for an answer either |
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They wanna see you drivin round like you're Alex Rega |
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But you can't see, you're not a +Taxi+ |
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That bring girls around when they know you got a main G |
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Cause that's the person that you spend time with |
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And spend the time with, it does not combine with |
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What they wanna do, and what they wanna do |
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Is hang and if you can't somethin gotta be wrong with you |
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So tell me why a woman takes a man hand |
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And tells him things, that makes him feel grand |
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Large and (?) you're my knight in shining armor |
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Known this woman, from a soap opera drama |
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Weak in wickedness I know how you kick it miss |
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I know you're gonna say who's gonna pay before he's stickin this |
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Now you're caught without a thought, no need to pretend |
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Who hooked you up with this girl huh, a friend |
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No one wants to be around when you're down and out |
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Cause it's your friends kid, you gotta worry about |
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[Chorus] |
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[Positive K] |
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A nevertheless I, don't like to stress abouts I |
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Likes to take it easy, do my job, dat's why |
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My so-called friends, I grew up with |
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Either fell off, smoked out, or just ain't shit |
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And the rest I just don't like |
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And if I see him again, I swear we're gonna fight |
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But I'm a cool brother, thanks to my mother |
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And a friend, I really don't need another |
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But I got peeps, peeps that's true |
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And on my record - I'm singin all praises due |
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Just for givin 'em each day, I'm livin on that |
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To the babies I got to put the Positive in 'em |
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Cause I'm a loner and known to entrepeneur |
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And I'm sure you see more.. |
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Whoever made up, the word friendship? |
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They need to get beat, up with a slave whip |
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Because they never knew, of what a friend would do |
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Cause when you're down and out, they never helpin you |
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They always lead you on, and they sing a song |
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And when you need 'em somethin's always goin wrong |
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They said I'm broke yo, I'm on welfare |
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I didn't have dough, I couldn't get there |
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My mom is sick, my sis is pregnant |
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My father's drunk, my house is hectic |
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And then they flip the script and say I need a quick G |
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Or couldn't you spare a beat? C'mon, this is me |
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You know you'll get it back, aiyyo yea that's a fact |
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I've already lost a job, and plus be smokin that |
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Off with you give the dough, cause youse a true friend |
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But what ya know now if you only knew then |
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He wouldn'ta got jacked, for the big smack |
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And it's only right, because it's like that |
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[Chorus: ad libs] |
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"That's when you find out who your REAL friends are!" |
