JT THE BIGGA FIGGA - Friends To The End lyrics
rate me[Hook]
Friends to the end
Down and out, broke as fuck, every time I show up
Friends to the end
Your little girl need shoe money
Your baby mama got 2 from me
Friends to the end
I looked out when I came up
Your lawyer need a retainer
Friends to the end
We choked out the last guy
That witness couldn’t testify
My little homie want rap money
Put him on with his first lick
Lined him up with that clientele
Hooked him up with that first trip
Out of town where that cash good,
Moving up on that retail
Everything bout profit homie
Just like that weed sale
Bad bitches wanna come through
Young niggas wanna hang out
Fuck boys wanna cash in
You bust block them brains out
Real g’s don’t talk shit
Everything bout money moves
They calling me a jack of trade
Cause I be wearing so many shoes
This how you gotta move, getting to them green lights
Double back to my trap house, like a triple bean more cream night
Line em up and get straight to it, whole bundle, ran through it
Every play got a plan to it, I can’t do it that my mens do it
[Hook]
Friends to the end
Down and out, broke as fuck, every time I show up
Friends to the end
Your little girl need shoe money
Your baby mama got 2 from me
Friends to the end
I looked out when I came up
Your lawyer need a retainer
Friends to the end
We choked out the last guy
That witness couldn’t testify
Now real niggas don’t keep score, looking out for your people
Fuck shit ain’t equal, drop eyes be the sequel
Cali niggas ain’t peaceful, no tilt tuckin, we going in
Shoot in front of your mama house, watch out it’s drum spin
Drakos, no ankos, just hearing shots, erase those
Do it all for no pesos, back him up like maiko
Didn’t know was your brother, whole team gonn smuther
From zone 1 to zone 6, fake niggas just don’t flick
Got a call from major grins, will aid nigga with a major plan
Looking out for my bros, open up the doors
[Hook]
Friends to the end
Down and out, broke as fuck, every time I show up
Friends to the end
Your little girl need shoe money
Your baby mama got 2 from me
Friends to the end
I looked out when I came up
Your lawyer need a retainer
Friends to the end
We choked out the last guy
That witness couldn’t testify
Look a breath, my big homie put me in for a quarter
Checks for my honor, keep it loyal, every word being spoken
Never disclosure
Could love this closure, and this shit that I’m smoking
Be extra portant, on parole
Random urinalasys I’m up the road,
Going strong, after my bg’s, bought a whip for my bg
When thug had to go lay down, I made sure that he’s kids did
Refrigerator and cabinets, home cooked meal no sandwiches
But still people point fingers at me cause my pants be sagging
Snitched on one of my friends, just to let a little time cut
10 seconds he touched down, bitching, he get touched up
Move a real player butter rim, my real niggas don’t fall out
Fuss with you, I fuck with you, out the mug, we ball out!
[Hook]
Friends to the end
Down and out, broke as fuck, every time I show up
Friends to the end
Your little girl need shoe money
Your baby mama got 2 from me
Friends to the end
I looked out when I came up
Your lawyer need a retainer
Friends to the end
We choked out the last guy
That witness couldn’t testify.
