you ain't my friend
Singer:afroman
when you born in this world
you get these people that you coincidently grow up with
and you get this illusion of friendship
you know what i'm saying man
you notice people trying to take advantage of you
you notice people trying to like manipulate you
you ain't got no friends 'cause
you know i gotta get on down
'cause i might get jacked
gettin' beat up ain't no fun
you need to pay me back my ends 'cause you ain't my friend
you be pinchin' my sack 'cause you ain't my friend
talkin' all behind my back 'cause you ain't my friend
yo man it's all good but you ain't my friend
'cause we from the same hood but you ain't my friend
tryin' to scope out my broad 'cause you ain't my friend
never post my bail 'cause you ain't my friend
when it comes to friends i ain't got none
all i got is a double barrel shotgun
i can't stand a useless man that has no plan
lookin' at me with an empty hand
you always talkin' but you never listen
when you ride in my car cds come up missin'
what happened to my loose change
now you eatin' on chips and drinkin' on a soda loc
but yo i need some gas and my stomach is growlin'
fools always act like they down with me
but they never wanna go outta town with me
flip about four or five pounds with me
get a motel sleep on the ground with me
but when i get back with my money stacked
all the homies start beggin' and talkin' smack
tryin' to scheme and plot on the cash i got
a 'cause go head and shake the spot
you need to pay me back my ends 'cause you ain't my friend
you be pinchin' my sack 'cause you ain't my friend
talkin' all behind my back 'cause you ain't my friend
yo man it's all good but you ain't my friend
'cause we from the same hood but you ain't my friend
tryin' to scope out my broad 'cause you ain't my friend
never post my bail 'cause you ain't my friend
i used to be a gang member
i don't trust he she him nor her
there's no honor among thieves
everybody got tricks up they sleeves
you say you my friend but that's a bunch of noise
i stopped kickin' back with my homeboys
that same mother fucker that's shakin' ya hand
be the first one to rat to the police man
just when you think you've found a buddy
get drunk and your buddy start actin' nutty
now isn't this an excellent adventure
he turned on you like a doberman pincher
afroman gotta million dreams
i can't hang with ya'll and drink alcohol
get into a brawl over nothing at all
i got plans but you don't believe 'em
hangin' round you i'll never achieve 'em
this one for all the loners out there
only thing that i have is a big fat bottle of gin
soothe me till i'm satisfied
yeah make me feel all right
yeah got the gangsta blues
stacy adams shoes with the gangsta blues
nobody loves me but my mama and i think she's lying too
i could never be your friend homeboy and i ain't trying to