Sound of a bowl bein' burned... Cough, cough Sound of bowl still bein' burnt
Yo, I want ya to twist somethin' up I want ya to pour out somethin' to sip on 'N' we gonna reflect on these backstabbin' ass So called friends we done had, a'ight... come on
My love is gone, my heart is gone I have no one here, to mend this broken soul "N there ain't no love, boy, " My love is gone, my heart is gone I have no one here, to mend this broken soul
I was once in the mix with some phony homies Who turned they backs on me when I needed 'em most N even though they my enemies I'm keepin' 'em close Cause I can either sink 'em or keep 'em afloat An' while the ship jumpers go searchin' for life preservers I'm gonna stay here and try to repair the holes in my ship Tighten the loose boards in the home that I built I did this all by myself, I didn't never need your help
Dudes are dirty, they'll try to fuck ya 'gin No dog you got it all wrong, I'm your pal Put it on his kids lives, lookin' you in the eye Knowin' the whole time he's tellin' a fuckin' lie You were my go to guy, I could depend on you Only people out to get me were friends like you I know everyone out there can relate to stak Cause they got stab wounds all up an' down they back An' that ain't love
Have you ever had a dude, ridin' with you Reppin' hard, he willin' to lay down n die for you Gangsta, gangsta, even do time fo' you But when it goes down you can't even find that dude They get like ghosts when it's time to fued We've been booed by them kinda dudes, a time or two But they stop playin' as soon as we start kickin' they asses
Restrictin' they privileges, revokin' they passes Who ever brought you 'round we gonna get on they asses For even introducin' us to a snake in the grass I smelt the fake on his ass, knew he was artificial Never went to meet up with him without a pistol "You know the business, "
The reason we ain't breakin' bread Is I don't really know you dog, you could be the feds N if that's the case not only are we offin' you It's over for who ever brought you through Cause that ain't love
They don't know what love is, let alone loyalty Backstabbers, waitin' for an opportunity to puncture me Run it deep off in my lungs, screamin' While I'm barely breathin' now Look at you, yo' done Over the years I grew eyes in the back of my head Catch me slippin', my ass, fuck with stak an yo' dead No exceptions, trust is a fabrication Thinkin' I won't blast you, yo sadly mistaken
I watched 'em come an' go, but the real ones stayed A few of us stuck together an' a mill' was made N bills got paid, even when times was tight N I think about my people every rhyme I write In this life best friends can turn into worst enemies You don't believe me ask that boy denahee' Ah thats right you can't ask him Cause his best friend blasted him An' that ain't love
Well you lil' ship jumpers Did you really think I was gonna fall off withou yo' ass I wouldn't stay afloat, yeah fuckin' right You'll never make or break me, bitches, man let's go
Compositor: Jasoin Bryan Winfree (Big Hay) ECAD: Obra #30362492