Big Sant - Frienemy lyrics

rate me

I been up, I been down

And there’s still a couple people around that I call family

Monkey do what a monkey see

Better get your crew if you wanna dump with me, faker

Kick back on a couple lakers

With my broads getting buzz on a couple makers

What you doing sitting there looking, sobbing?

Staring at my apparel then my money, then buck me

The fuck happen? We used to be cool and the space in my corner – that used to be you

Damn, you should stop, bitch, stop

Like a suicide attempt with your wrist cut

No, we don’t respect it, put that gun in your mouth

Pull the trigger, make the back of your head your exit

And we can tell y’all peace, so long

People looking at me like “damn, you so wrong”

If shit got crazy

I wanna know how many of y’all would pull me down

Or are you always there when things are going right?

A frienemy really ain’t no friend of mine

So miss me with the bullshit, you niggas lying

Fronting like you got a nigga back, ha?

Well, tell me where this fucking knife come from

We started out crew deep, riding around in hoofies

I ain’t had a car, somebody would have to scoop me

Happy just to be a part of it, absolutely

Anything the others would ask, I would do, see

I understand the meaning of a role player

Just to hear later on I got a role player

Step, step, on tour to a viable lesson

Niggas ain’t shit when the press on

Lack of progression, probably had you under the impression

That my will is your possession

Welcome to the changing of the guard, mind of a tactician

A lot of what I’ve heard was probably fiction

Losing my religion, yeah, inches closer to God

I forgave, I understand man is flawed

Staring at the cards I was dealt, make a grown man melt

But me, I just tightened up the belt

If shit got crazy

I wanna know how many of y’all would pull me down

Or are you always there when things are going right?

A frienemy really ain’t no friend of mine

So miss me with the bullshit, you niggas lying

Fronting like you got a nigga back, ha?

Well, tell me where this fucking knife come from

Pussy, pussy, pussy, ain’t you nigga

Smiling in your face but turn around and won’t a knife you having now

Like the neighbors fronting like they like you in the same swinger

…beef is where you make your frienemies, start your G

Or make it, go and get your own focus

Time to eat, giving you advice, they play the action of deceit

Double talking when they speak and have the nerve to call you weak

This is some shit I can’t stand for, knock them down to size

I’m on the floor with whichever hurts more

‘Cause the minute they see you rolling they gonna make your bed

If you ain’t got no loyalty you living like the dead

Heard what I said, nobody hurt you like the family

And you might just be the target to the one next whom you standing

If you think this word’s about you, that’s a pill you gotta swallow

You can bet your bottom dollar, a hurt now holler

If shit got crazy

I wanna know how many of y’all would pull me down

Or are you always there when things are going right?

A frienemy really ain’t no friend of mine

So miss me with the bullshit, you niggas lying

Fronting like you got a nigga back, ha?

Well, tell me where this fucking knife come from