Friends Video (MV)

I hang wit niggas who shoot for a barely purpose
I'm the one and I'm barely worth it
I look thru the money like I look thru window curtains she the one but im barely perfect
Tell me a secret I bury it deep and I leave it I promise I never surface
I told my sister don't ever be scared of hater they'll help us before they hurt us

Tell me you trying to get me have my homie put one through yo back like that nigga Ricky
I put my niggas right up on the temp it get chilly or hot then they feel it with me
I got some issues that I should be trying to control but I don't and she dealing wit me
I leave the state and I come to yo city you try me I pull out my inner city

All of my ppl they eating they eating favorites I'm the chef and I orchestrated
I lay the law like I'm honorable Fadah the judge I write it then legislate it
I told her ten minutes f*ck around and ain't make it she waited then masturbated
I tell the stories I'm able to tell I don't talk it too much I don't fabricate it

Come tell me something that's boring like killing is or like hearing yo lyrics is
Or shit come tell me something that's fun like spending is or like hurting yo feelings is
We was waiting for niggas to try it as little kids we was little but bigger kids
And they not over 20 don't know where they parents is I pulled up wit some killer kids

I do it pace those ima do it and cased closed ima look in his eyes
I go where the day goes in my good or my play clothes I look like a disguise
As far as my face goes I be smiling on all fours I don't share yo demise
I walked in a dark house but I'm turning my lights on and it's not a surprise
Yo baby a nut rag and ya boy on ya nut sack so you know you a pass
I pull up pass gas then I pull off and leave a smell get a whole lot of cash
I know we just f*cked once and the reason I came fast is a whole lotta ass
Iknow that I shopped once but the reason I stopped coming back was a whole lotta dope
I know thought you would make it but you really got no talent and a whole lot of hope
I pull up at complex then I roll me a backwood spit a whole lot of coke
They told me I'm that good baby you think I'm that good gone and get me a vote
They tell me I'm that good baby you think im that good gone and give me some throat
If you ever held it down and you need me to hold it down ima do what I can
My homie was crying hard said a nigga had hurt her feelings went to check on my friend
My homie was downtown say his hoe left him downtown went to go get mans
They know that I hold it down I don't need you to come around I ain't looking for friends