I thought my homies, was my homies.
Til they turned on me.
Spit at me.
And let me burnt homie.
Said they'll always have my back.
But instead.
Left me lonely.
I Thought they was real
Now, I see they phoney.
Found out the deal.
When homie, ran on me.
Left me in the fields., when, I was
In a wreck homie.
They said they, was a brothers keeper.
But flexed on me.
Turn their backs, from the right side.,
And took a left on me.
I thought, loyalty was worthy,
You heard me.
Homies did me dirty,
Treated me like rag doll,
When I was thirsty.
Couldn't help me out.
That hurt me.
Especially, when I was hungry at times.
They wouldn't even serve.
These are the reasons, I can't trust no one.
Cause, most homies,
Put you on a go run.
Playing a roll, like they really wanna
Let you hold something, to get back on your
Feet, as if they don't owe nothing.
Always fronting to catch a brother
Lunching.
Running up on you, like you owe
Something.
Be you up,
When you low function.
All messed up on the road young'in.
Out on the streets, foe
Show slumming.
Laughing in your face,
As if you don't really no nothing.
Even though y'all stroked thumping.
Are you a homie,
Or a foe.
A real man, or a whole.
Folks got me twisted.
They don't know.
How I go.
I'm still about that business.
That's foe-sho.
Peeps, if you not really down, with me.
Let me know.
Cause I can do bad,
By my lonely.
And now.
You know.