Something like a buddy, didnt really love me
You made my lifestyle ugly, man, you wasnt 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 wouldve listened to him, He said:
Friends, sometimes theyll 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 its only been
Two and a half years since I left you
I cant lie, sometimes when Im alone
I want to pick up the phone like, what up, holmes
Instead, I go in the zone and spit poems in the microphone
Talking to you is something to do,
but I be calling Rickers home
You insisted on making me sin
You aint love me, you was making pretend
You wasnt my friend
My auntie, my uncle and them
They used to tell me again and again:
Watch out for your friends
My momma couldnt never comprehend
Said, You wont even do it for me, but youll do it for your friends
Wish I would have listened to them
They said: Friends, sometimes theyll try to make you sin
You aint no friend of mine
You a waste of my time