Friend Or Foe

Anyway it doesn't matter much how you feel

You know what you gotta do

I'm here to do it

How about you mister

Age five years old

We was young bucks

Scrubbing each others back in the bathtub

Babysitter send you to bed

But she would make me stay up

So she could give the young player some vicious head

Early symptoms of a

Time of night way

Gigantic factor from the

Cockiness bitch tamer

Some had it all though

But less unfortunate

You had an alloy spoke Mongoose

And I had a Huffy

You owned a green machine

Three different lunch pails

I had a go-cart that I built from a bunch of used nails

We grew up in the church together, ****

Sunday school

Now I heard that you off into jacking ****

That ain't even cool

I used to conned, racked and fucked around

And ripped bad

Barking up on the wrong tree

Talking about running up in my past

**** have hateful thoughts

But they can't stop me from striving

The suckers be shaking salt

All in his game full so find

Some fools be getting crossed

Victims of forty-ness

Man all that drama you come with

I swear your on some shit

Whether it's morphine or cocaine

Doja or dog food

They had these marks for Tre and Max

Fucking off my high breaking rules

You got your P's mixed up

You ain't no pimp you's a forty

I spit for Major Mix

While you make tapes for your homies

And then you work up the nerve

To speak fair words

The pimp a traitor we instigators

That's why I wrote this verse

For every youngster with his mind on his meal

Young player just chill

And take a look at what these fakers call real

I trust no man

'Cause man will let you down every time

That's why I take it upon myself to thank God in every rhyme

'Cause I've seen better times

And I've seen worser days

When some of my so called friends

Wasn't around when I ain't have a verse to say

I quench my thirst today

With righteous thoughts of mine

'Cause righteous thoughts of mine

Will leave mark ass **** far behind

I seen it every time

They come and go

That's why I drop to my knees

And ask God to distinguish friend from foe

And what do you know

By the time morning comes I can see the light

And then I'm thanking God once again

For making everything alright

He made it tight

And now I'm back up on the scene counting greens

Straight from H town to New Orleans

New human beings putting it down like a mic or not

Replace the slot

Open up shop

We 'bout to make it hot

Stop

With your devilish doings

Because your devilish doings will only bring forth your ruin

Friend or foe

You just will never know

Who can you trust

In a world that's oh so cold?

Player hating is everywhere I go

Friend or foe

You just will never know

Listen

I'm trying to tell you my **** to watch your back and trust few

'Cause ain't no **** gon' to watch your back for you like you

When someone is broke and down and out without no clout it's rough

At least you know who you can and who you cannot trust

See let me explain myself and clear up the point I'm trying to make

Don't want no busters around me player hating or acting fake

Don't ever be wanting nobody to get too close

I don't know if it's effects

From the marijuana that got me more than tripping

See nowadays the **** be rolling thick with hella loot

But if my loot was gone would I be all alone

See my partners who used to ride with me

And smoke that dank and fuck with hoes

Would they be them same ****

If I didn't have shit to roll

Maybe they will

Maybe they won't

Who is to say what a **** will do

Who is to say if you help someone

It's guaranteed that they'll help you

See what I'm saying

Listen to me and see if you can dig this

Smiling faces replaces friends when people receive ends

Now all of a sudden I'm acting funny 'cause my money's long

But there was no drama when I was living at my mama's home

But I'm not telling a **** nothing you don't already know

Personal business

You got to watch who your friends is

I'm thinking 'bout hard times

Freeing my mind

Who in the fuck gonna be my crutch?

Holding me up

Helping me out

Making sure that I stay in touch

Where do I sleep

Who do I turn to

When I be low on my cash?

Who am I down with

When fifty **** be talking 'bout kicking my ass?

Who is my friends?

Who is my foes?

Who do I ask when I want to know

Something 'bout something but I don't know nothing

My ignorance keeping me out in the cold

Who do I call when I'm in need of a ride

In somebody else's car?

How do I get from point A to B if B is just too far?

Where can I get a loan?

Where can I use the phone?

Who's gonna give me the permission to make a decision

To come up in they house and live?

When will I drive a Beamer

Take my clothes to the cleaners

How can I know?

Will I forever be paying my dues?

Will I forever be singing the blues?

Where will I find a shoulder when I be wanting to lean?

Know what I mean?

When I be needing some justification

Stuck in the fucking same location

Who is the friend that's helping me?

Who is the buster that's hurting me?

Who can I trust?

Will you be there when the going is tough?

Will I be hanging with dick in the dust?

Who want to share my load when it's too heavy to carry

Or will I go crazy pulling the load alone

Constantly getting my hustle on

When will I finally see

Kinda suspect or even actually know

Who is my real friends thick and the thin

And who in the fuck is the foe?

Friend or foe

You just will never know

Who can you trust

In a world that's oh so cold?

Player hating is everywhere I go

Friend or foe

You just will never know

Friend or foe

You just will never know

Who can you trust

In a world that's oh so cold?

Player hating is everywhere I go

Friend or foe

You just will never know