Who You're Around (feat. Mary J. Blige)

One night, I prayed to God

I asked could He please remove my enemies from my life

And before you know it, I started losing friends

Somebody who you're around

Wants to clip your wings and shoot you down

But it's okay to keep enemies close

As long as you know, just make sure you know who you're around

Yeah, y'all was like my brothers

I considered y'all as folks

And I remember nights sipping liquor making toasts

Talking about the life, trying to get it slinging dope

**** say I changed, but you **** changed first

And fuck all this money, ****, we was fam first

Looking at me balling, know that Instagram hurt

'Cause you was supposed to be that **** in that damn Ghost

I would have rolled for you even in the same hearse

Same cemetery, bury me in the same dirt

We had a plan, but I guess it ain't work

"B.H., we straight," That was the motto, my ****

I got rich first, you was supposed to follow, my ****

I'm gone

Somebody who you're around

Wants to clip your wings and shoot you down

But it's okay to keep enemies close

As long as you know, just make sure you know who you're around

And Dat **** Lil

Shit I can't believe you (Not you)

That's what that syrup and that weed do?

And when I came home, I tried to feed you

And every song I was screaming, "Free you" (Free Dat **** Lil)

And if you bled, I was down to bleed too

Now when I ride by, I breeze through

I don't even stop, it ain't a need to

And you the one that left, ****, I ain't leave you

Shit got realer, **** got richer

I said the money train coming, **** missed it

I even tried to spin back around to come and get you

But **** wanted more from me then my own sister (Damn)

Somebody who you're around

Wants to clip your wings and shoot you down

But it's okay to keep enemies close

As long as you know, just make sure you know who you're around

They want more than my mother

More than Omelly, and that **** like my brother

Greedy motherfucker

Crazy thing about it, I don't hate 'em, I still love 'em

And I might have said things, I never said, "Fuck 'em"

But I'ma live my life, get the money, ball hard

Still sending earned money for his calling cards

Rick ain't complaining, he got life behind bars

And he still calling me, bet you he ain't calling y'all

'Cause none of y'all **** ain't send him shit yet

None of y'all **** ain't send him pics yet

I'm still writing money orders, sending big checks

And remember when it rain, **** get wet

Gone

Somebody who you're around (I still love ****)

Wants to clip your wings and shoot you down (But it's like we just grew apart)

But it's okay to keep enemies close (If you don't grind, you don't shine)

As long as you know (Half my **** still around)

Just make sure you know who you're around (And we all shining hard, gone)