WALE - Friends & Strangers lyrics
rate me[Jerry] Alright so what I want to talk about tonight is Why are your friends so annoying? It doesnt make any senseThese are the people you have picked to be withYou're like these people and yet everything that they doYou're never going to the right restaurant[Wale]I keep my friends closeEnemies on a leash likeMe and my haters is literally SiameseI can define me but if I let my friends do itThey'll tell you I'm some bipolar, hard drug userThe J gets smaller, I'm up in my zoneThough surrounded by an entourage, I feel like I'm aloneA long way from normal, I try to keep it cordialI made some new friends, meet recorder and touringShout out to my niggaIts now for a niggaKnow some niggas back home, ain't proud of a niggaThey don't see my vision, grown man missionThey all see my life from a childish positionI'm the mouth of the District, nobody work harderMy heart is in the monuments, the life is in the harborSo tell me all my followers, am I wrong for barking?Am I wrong for thinking I was better off in college?At least I'll be stable, Yea slightly less popular But wouldn't be the topic of my few friends talkingA few niggas talk but they do without knowledge I do self evaluate, Yea I know I've got some problemsCan't change who I am, I just try to get better So in the mean time keep it moving on accept thatAnd you all will respect that [Jerry] Even if you had a relationship with someone,Well lets say especially if you've had a relationship with someone.And you try to become friends afterwardsVery difficult isnt itIt's hard because you know each other so wellYou knowYou know all each others tricksIt's like 2 magicians trying to entertain each otherYou knowThe one goes "look a rabbit"The other one says "so" [Wale] YeaYou always say you wasn't ready for no manBut I wasn't having that, I gave you errything I hadNo errything I had, or the very things you haveTricking, king of the court, small forward, CavsWhere your whereabouts baby? I care about you ladyAnd I left you all them letters in your mailbox waitingAnd I ain't never plan to be famousSo I'm a take that rubber off, I wouldn't mind having babiesWith a home girl best friend lover all thatEx-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all thatLook me in my eyes, say if you take it I'm a give itAnd if I give it to you, don't you treat me like them bitches Please WaleShe used to call me lateOne day she called me early, to tell me that she lateFuck you mean? See my hands start to shakeI ain't looking in her eyes but her faceCuz tears falling down make me ache We should just ignore it, you know we can't afford itShe said I cannot believe that you say we should abort itI will not support it, what happened to you courting And I ain't want no nigga from the jump, you ignored itYou just had to force it, you had to keep going Now that lil pre cum gone be having me swollenAs we go forward, I came back from touringThe DNA result, congrats ex-boyfriend [Maury] In the case of 7 month old JeremiahYOU ARE NOT[2X]Smiles and HandshakesEverywhere I go Girlfriends, groupies, then I'm all aloneSo confused, these strange relationships I think I've got some enemies disguised as friends
