[Anyway  it doesn't matter much how you feel
 you know what you got to do  I'm here to do it
 how about you?]
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 Our age  five years old
 we were young bucks
 scrubbin' each others backs in the bathtub
 Babysitter would send you to bed
 but she would make me stay up
 so she could give the young playa some viscious head uh
 early symptoms of
 time of nightway
 gigantic factor from the
 Caukenis 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 nigga
 sunday school
 Now I heard you off into jackin nigga
 that ain't even cool
 I used to be conned, racked, fucked around,
 and ripped bad
 barking up on the wrong tree
 talking about runnin up in my past
 Niggas have hateful thoughts
 but they stop me from strivin
 suckas be shakin salt
 all in his gameful so find
 some fools be gettin crossed
 victims of 40-ness
 man all that drama you come with
 I swear you on some shit
 Whether it's morphine or cocaine
 Doja or doggfood
 they had these marks for Tre and Max
 fuckin off my high breakin rules
 you got ya P's mixed up
 you ain't no pimp
 you's a forty
 I spit for major mix
 while you make tapes for ya homie
 and then you work up tha 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 playa just chill
 and take a look at what these fakers call real
 nigga
 I trust no man,
 cuz man will let you down every time
 that's why I take it upon myself to thank god in every rhyme
 cuz 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
 cuz righteous thought of mine will leave mark ass niggas 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 all right
 he made it tight and now I'm back up on the scene
 countin' greens
 straight from H-town to New Orleans
 New human beings puttin it down like a mic or not
 replace the slot open up shop
 we 'bout to make it hot
 Stop
 with ya devilish doins
 because ya devilish doins will only bring forth ya ruin
 Friend or foe, you just will never know
 Who can you trust, in a world that's oh so cold
 playa hatin is everywhere I go
 Friend or foe you just will never know
 Listen
 I'm tryin to tell you my nigga to watch cha back
 and trust few
 Cause ain't no nigga gon watch ya 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 tryin to make
 don't want no bustas around me
 playa hatin or actin fake
 don't ever be wantin nobody to get to close
 I don't know if it's effects of
 from the marijuana that got me more than trippin
 see nowadays tha nigga be rollin' 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 niggas if I didn't have shit to roll?
 Maybe they will, maybe they won't
 who is to say what a nigga will do
 who is to say if you help someone it's guaranteed that they'll help
 you
 see what I'm sayin, listen to me and see if you can dig this
 Smilin' faces replaces friends when people recieve ends
 Now all of a sudden I'm actin funny because my moneys loaned
 But there was no drama when I was livin' at my momma's home
 But I'm not tellin' a nigga nothin you don't already know
 personal business, you got to watch who you friends is
 I'm thinking about hard times
 freeing my mind
 who in the fuck goin be my crutch?
 Holdin me up, helpin me out
 makin 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 niggas be talkin bout kickin my ass?
 Who is my friends who is my foes?
 Who do I ask, when I want to know
 somethin about somethin but I don't know nothin
 my ignorance be keepin me out in the cold
 Who do I call when I'm in need of a ride?
 in somebody elses car
 How do I get from point A to B if B is just to far?
 Where can I get a loan, where can I use the phone?
 Who's goin to give me the permission to make a decision
 to come up in they house and live
 when will I drive a BMer takin my clothes to the cleaner
 How can I know
 will I forever be payin my dues, will I forever be singing the blues?
 Where will I find a shoulder when I be wantin to lean
 know what I mean?
 when I be needin some justification
 stuck in the fuckin same location
 who is the friend that is helpin me?
 who is the busta thats hurtin me?
 who can I trust?
 will you be there when the goin is tough?
 Will I be hangin with dick in the dust?
 Who wanna share my load when it's too heavy to carry?
 or will I go crazy pullin the load alone?
 constantly gettin my hustle on
 when will I finally see, kinda suspect
 or even actually know
 Who is my real friend 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
 playa hatin is everywhere I go
 Friend or foe you just will never know