Boosie BadAzz - You Ain't My Friend (Friends) lyrics

Frieeends... How many of us have them... Oh yeah Friends... How many of us have them... ohh uhh... ohh ohhh (Chorus)x2 You ain't my wodie You ain't my round You ain't my Thug n***a til da end... What happened to da friends we coulda been When I was down u ain't even come around(round) [Quick] Look, look Tryna keep it guudda but friends got me on my numbas Standin frontin and you ain't payin imma f**in Ya stupid motha f**a Always thought that I was playin Now I gotta cut ya loose and letcha roam on the land It's time to be a grown man I caint hold ya hand Look I had love for ya people I hope they understand I did all I can When you went to jail I Bent over backwards for ya still ain't I coulda f**ed yo main b**h but I had love for ya If ya got some gangsta sh** Lil Quick was quick ta bust for ya Kick up dust for ya even put on cuffs for ya I hate to say it but now it's tough love for ya I ain't gone let this money change me You did it to ya self you ain't gotta explain ta me(explain ta me) I'm tryna send this message to my ghetto people Neva eva bite da hand that feed ya (Chorus)x2 You ain't my wodie You ain't my round You ain't my Thug n***a til da end... What happened to da friends we coulda been When I was down u ain't even come around(round) (Boosie) Say dawg look You can't lie I held it down through da thick and thin If I f** witchu I'm like chucky friends til da end Ya meals at my house When I think about what happened tears wanna come out I've bent my back and been a hunded witcha If ya had p**y problems I used ta run it witcha Look what greed done a n***a So many friends in da wind since da money came Caint stand ta see me do my thang and that's a f**in shame I gave my last The first time ya asked Momma like this f**in heart gone get me zipped up in a bodybag Whateva happened to the real G(the real G) Who do life in da pen 'fo they let they f**in stripes bleed We livin in da last days New friends uhh uhh Cuz bada** been betrayed So treat 'em like slaves Father God punish them For punishin me Had me thinkin ? ? (Chorus)x2 You ain't my wodie You ain't my round You ain't my Thug n***a til da end... What happened to da friends we coulda been When I was down u ain't even come around(round)