Old Friends x New Foes

Old friends become strangers

New friends become dangerous

Never dozen ever let me down

Till you have real friends

Till you have real friends

I got my drank poured

I got these J's rolled up

No need to change clothes

I'll be fine in what I got on

Keep meeting new ****

And ****in' the same old ones

I try to move forward

And end up right back inside this position

I got a million ties

Suits up like Tom Ford with the top back in a five

So alive, I could die right now, come back still alive

You was fake with the handshake, now you come back still at fives

Only One Umbrella mob

Left up outta grandmama crib, then I went back to the ways

Went back to the field, had to hit it, step back for the plays

Step back with a ten pack, made ten rack for the day

Impact, don't play

Been strapped since pin strap, now I sit back on a Wraith

Damn, look how **** changed

Couldn't see it back then, now you say you seein' what I been sayin'

Chick from the Himalayas, na-na-na, na, na

When I walk up in the buildin', all you hear is, "Eh-eh-eh-eh"

Didn't love me at the bottom

But they wanna love a **** at the top though

In the 6ix since Pac, now got the bald head with the Pac flow

Neck lookin' like Pablo with the keys stuffed in the Tahoe

Been licked since I blow out in Oslo with my eyes low

Said, I got a million ties

You got a million ways to get it, well, I got a million five

I really would donate a mill to my city, it's gettin' too real to survive

Only the trillest survive

You don't wanna get caught up in this situation

Where all of my **** arrive

I'm back in the biddy

Countin' hundred, twenty, fifty like it's Kinder Surprise

I open this **** up and see a surprise, when really, it ain't a surprise

This **** just come to me naturally

Women in love with me naturally

She told you that she never **** me

But she was just ****in' me actually

Top down, top down

I'm hot now, hot now

Lot of rap and R&B **** popped off my sound

Then I hit 'em with the south paw, switch, and they all drop down

Cropped out, cropped out

They got me over the block

Me and Dream, dollar bill

Rumors that we dated gotta be faker than a three dollar bill

I might just walk in this starless

Just to show you that the star lit

Add a bad ****, market

Martin tell, kept then shots next time that I get to ballin'

Wardrobe, crib callin'

New **** that I'm on this

Yeah, tell 'em boys that the squad lit

All hunnids, all green, blue, you'd swear I'm playin' for the Hornets

But I'm playin' for the T-City

And the Umbrella team with me

I got a million ties

Pretty Brazilian wives

Come to my city and see how the shooters are takin' civilian lives

I been out there in the field with 'em, so who am I to pick a side?

Just 'cause I got legitimized

To hypocrite and criticize