Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Starlito
Starlito
Performer
Don Trip
Don Trip
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Wallace
Christopher Wallace
Songwriter
Jermaine Shute
Jermaine Shute
Songwriter
Yung Ladd
Yung Ladd
Composer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I know right from wrong
But can't much tell friend from foe
My homie acting different
Old lady tripping, I think she fucking us both
I think too much I know,
But we been through way to much
Not her, my dog, one of the only people I trust
Told him I had a ring picked out and a tux
We was eating off the same plug
I see about any **** he got beef with cause that's love
[Verse 2]
I'm always get money fuck these hoes from the start
Now he say he 'bout to throw it all away from this broad
Fuck he mean, must be out his mind
He to focused on the pussy, should be focused on the grind
Don't he know one slip of the lip'll have us both doing time
Say my **** buggin' out and he don't recognize the signs
[Verse 3]
I remember jumping out I was next to him firing
I ain't have nothing to do with that shit
But I was riding like that shit was mine
Everything I jeopardize, Jeffery Dahmer inside
How it's eating me alive, if I was weaker I'd cry
I wanna look 'em in the eye just to see if he alive
But I leave it be and be quiet, you know me and my pride
[Verse 4]
From the bottom we came that's my brother I swear
And you'll have me at your throat if you dare touch a hair
But it feel like something ain't right, like he ain't all the way there
It feel like something did change, it bothers me cause I care
Now he might be actin' funny bout that bitch, real shit
Say he think she's a angle, I think she with the shit
I don't trust that ho, fuck that ho
Why he go and love her for
If the truth was medicine I think he need a double dose
How he go from balling, screaming money over bitches
Now he taking care of hoes got 'em all up in out business
Fucked us up
Fucked us up
[Verse 5]
I got money on my mind
I know that's my **** but if you fuck this mission up
Then I gotta get him touched
I hate it but lately, I been loafing, he to caught inside emotions
Put his fate is that bitch, when that ho ain't worth a token
We not seeing eye to eye
It ain't over till it's over
And the way this shit been going look like I'm gonna have to smoke 'em
[Verse 6]
On the low I been unfocused, I'm just hope no one notices
Tryna play my cards right, but things got wild as the joker is
The things I love I kill for, call my bluff with no poker chips
Got this chip on my shoulder which
Brings me to this lick I'm 'bout to hit
Know him since we was kids
Everything we got we split
But when the sack hit then it's over with
[Verse 7]
Ride of die like a motorist
Now I'm on some solo shit
The plug say we cop 'em as a team or ain't no more bricks
Fuck it, talk him into moving on the last sack
Soon as we go pick it up we hit the cut
I'm just tryna eat, this is how it gotta be
Turned his back on all this money for a bitch I use to freak
[Verse 8]
Need a bed time story to read before I put this **** to sleep
Ask her if he ever tried her and I know she wouldn't lie to me
She just said I shouldn't trust him
Never said she didn't fuck 'em
I'ma catch him when he bring his money
Step to him and flush him
And it's nothing, blood money spent faster
I just laugh
Cause everything I love is in the past
And everything I love don't seem to last
I shouldn't have even asked
Cross him out and blame it on the cash
Blood on my sleeve, brain on the dash
Know I'ma quick fast, don't forget the bag
Hurry home to my honey, my other homie
Hit that, fuck is up?
Written by: Christopher Wallace, Jermaine Shute, Yung Ladd
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