BISHOP LAMONT - Friends lyrics

rate me

Grandmama always used to say, flip, yo tongue fall out

So I ain't trip if we ain't hang out

Then we flipped and wouldn't hang out

Word from mutual friends when you speak it's fuck me comin' out cha mouth

Fuck me? Nigga, fuck you

But damn I was the man whenever bills was overdue(shit)

Got my deal, I ain't even tripped once

I was da new mc hammer take ya niggas to lunch

Help homies, give them money when they caught in the crush

But what's funny were out of money and you ain't called me once

Now my childhood friends turned to childish ass men

Mad cause I ain't broke and fucked up like them

With thirty five kids and a dead end job

Trying to throw up yo trip like the shit my prob (na)

Now they mad they wanna hate on my shine

Who needs enemies when I got friends like mine

Had yo back but you didn't have mine

Act like you didn't now me half the time

Can't believe this now I see it that intention is not worth it

Smile in my face then stab me in the back

True homeboys don't get down like that

But you see seasons changes

Love changes

Best friends become strangers

Ain't you happy for me that I made it in rap

You rather see me join the army and get killed in iraq(damn)

You'll be glad if I died

Cause accuse you when I pass by in dat fancy ass ride

With a fine ass chick in the passenger side

You in some dusty ass honda and yo fat bitch ride

I remember my 85 maxima

You niggas filled it up but rarely ever put gas in a'

Early morning saw you niggas was weak

I did all the hard work putting down in the streets

Made all the contacts through yo time in the beach

Youd just come write a verse and kick up yo feet

I got the rumor going around that you made me

And I used you, nigga you crazy

Now before my homies hating saying bishop is wack

But bishop is signed, wheres your contract?

Had yo back but you didn't have mine

Act like you didn't now me half the time

Can't believe this now I see it that intention is not worth it

Smile in my face then stab me in the back

True homeboys don't get down like that

But you see seasons changes

Love changes

Best friends become strangers

You know wats funny to me, but it's sad though

This rap shit can turn yo friends into some assholes

And bitch niggas, yea they might be rocking panty hoes

You better check them, they can hide them under normal clothes

And out west a lot of rappers say they so hood

Yeah right more like west hollywood

And it's a small world I know most of these dudes

A few I consider friends but most I consider fools

Fools that think I'm fooling with the liars that tries to

Disguises they decide to use

But I am not amused

Gypsy ass rappers steady dick hopping crews

Wondering around kaniving on however they can use

Carli simmons you think this songs about you

But it's too many to name so just fuck all you

Hit begin with pain I end it with laughter

Now I see why pac made I ain't mad at you

Had yo back but you didn't have mine

Act like you didn't now me half the time

Can't believe this now I see it that intention is not worth it

Smile in my face then stab me in the back

True homeboys don't get down like that

But you see seasons changes

Love changes

Best friends become strangers