Take this, and roll a blunt
We gon have a drink in this motherfucker,
Yeah, a drink to all the snake in the grass,
If you ever been stabbed in ya back,
Or if you ever had a dude,
like he was down to die for you
you can't even find lil dude
They get ghost when it's time to feud
We been fooled by them kinda dudes,
soon as we start kickin' they asses
Restrictin' they privileges,
Who ever brought you round,
I smelled the fake in his ass,
And I never went to meet up
with him, without a pistol
the reason we ain't breakin' bread
Is I don't really know you, homie
not only are we offing you
But it's over for the dude
Ok, maybe I liked her, more
than you were supposed to like a freak
But I'm just glad, that's when God chose
to show me you was a sneak
Before I let you get too close,
that woulda ended in tragedy
Cuz a million dollars later,
bitch doesn't mean nothin'
and just kept on truckin'
Haystak, you ever heard of so and so
Dreams of bein' millionaires
Nobody gave a fuck about us, but us
gettin' money and the misery
And when you cross it, for the booty
They don't know what love is,
waitin' for an opportunity to puncture me
Run it deep off in my lungs
Screamin', while I'm barely breathin'
Now, look at you, ya done
I grew eyes in the back of my head
Catch me slippin', my ass
Fuck with Stak, and ya dead
No exceptions, trust is a fabrication
Thinkin' I won't buss, ya sadly mistaken
I watched 'em, come and go
A few of us stuck together,
even when times was tight
And I represent my people,
In this life, best friends turn into
You don't believe me, ask that ball player,
Oh, that's right, ya can't ask him
Because his best friend blasted