No Friends
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
I ain't got no friends
Shit, I ain't fuckin with them
I'm even havin trouble trustin kin
I ain't got no friends
Shit, I ain't spot no tens
Hang around when you got no bens
I ain't got no friends
Mothafuckas sayin we been tight
But there they go hatin again
I ain't got no friends
Fuck the world, and my boys, and my girl
Fuck family and my best friend
I ain't got no friends
No, no, no
I ain't got no friends
No, no, no
I ain't got no friends
No, no, no
I ain't got no friends
Fuck the world, and my boys, and my girl
Fuck family and my best friend
I ain't got no friends
I'm a loner
Feel like everything changed when ya grow up
Seem like everyone I know
From the motherfucker past life act like they don't wanna show love
Homie hold up
Seen my progress wanna see me slow up
Got a show but they don't never show up
Guaranteed if I ever bout to see a little dough
They gon be right there when I blow up
Ridin' my coat tails, suckin' me dry
Bringin' me down with all the negative vibes
Sometimes I be thinkin' they wish I wasn't alive
And now I see it
No more I ain't lettin' it slide
Same motherfucker that you thought was down
He tried to fuck your bitch when you not around
And he knows you love her
Knows you suffer with a broken heart
But still hopes to fuck her
Tryin' to joke and clown on you, behind your back
Tryin' to hide the fact it feel good to tempt
Resentin' you for every cent you make
But wanna stay down with you, till your ends are spent
So who can I trust? can I trust my girl?
She won't ease of the leash a bit
She don't want me to succeed a bit
So scared of cheatin' shed rather me be a piece of shit
So she argue with me till my energy gone
Sick of never gettin' along with her
She gettin' on my nerves
Thinkin' all women are dumb
I'd probably kill myself if someone give me a gun
I'm finally cuttin' my ties with everybody that corruptin my life
Don't even try to look me up in the eye
Pull your knife and shove it inside my back
I better rap at these motherfuckers dispises
I ain't got no friends
Homeboys that I grew up with
Start switchin on me
Bitchin bout this music shit
They say I'm all about the movement Rittz
Then they take my kindness and confuse it with weakness
I guess they wish they could fit the shoes I'm in
But they can't stand to see me in the spotlight
Sayin Rittz done changed
He don't ever say our name on the stage god damnit
I wish I could rhyme like him
I been tryin to rap before for
Fifteen years and I still ain't got shit to show for it
All my hard work and so forth
But I always figured I would have my homeboys up in my corner
But they been goin and talkin shit behind my back when the doors is closed
Actin like they deserve a lil cheese just to wear my t shirt and go to shows
If they were smart they would play their part but they're not
There so envious
I feel the tension just
Buildin and I'm feelin
Like its time to separate the friendship from the business
And mothafuckas only come around me hopin they can benifit
Dick ridin everyone I introduce them to
Like "fuck Rittz I do music too"
Embarassin me when they look and I'm like "who is you?"
I ain't got no friends
You ain't write a record for me
I don't owe you a dime
Either roll with us or we'll leave you behind
I don't really want the negativity on my mind
I'm finally cuttin my ties with everybody that corruptin my life
Don't even try to look me up in the eye
Pull your knife and shove it inside my back
I better rap at these motherfuckers dispises
I ain't got no friends
Ain't got no time
Ain't got no talk
Bout who gon ride
On they life
I done heard it all
I got you nigga
Word is blown
I need you nigga
Pick up the phone
He let me down
Let me pick up the tone
Didn't he fuck with Holms
Didn't wolf get signed to interscope right
Yep the same amount of minutes
You got to get on before you die
Used to act like you dont know me guy
Cuz you smell a nigga about to g
Look who's on my ding-a-ling
Guess who needs some bigger jeans
Guess who said I wasn't gon blow
The same mothafuckas who left
I signed and smell the mothafuckin gold
I am a mothafuckin ho
If I fuck with a nigga that ain't my kind
My water is sposed to be my Hung a nigga out to dry
Tossed me in like a poker hand
pointin me to the stand
I'll tell you everything we did
Flyin up to them with them things like shit
Cooked up yellow dope that looked like piss
Everybody used to come buy his shit
One come out, one go in fucked me up
Man fuck a friend