You suppose to be my friend yet the word is you got my name on your tongue.
Throwing dung on my credibility but your suppose to be my friend.
In the end it all good lies come out and real is recognized.
You the one I called my compadre, my home boy.
Yet you on some shady shit faker then a mattel toy sold at a retail store.
Your suppose to be my road dog, yet word is you sleeping in beds...
That crossing boundaries you knew was wrong.
We use to kick it hard and now I hear you saying this song...
You dont what changed.
So just know your a snake and fake as hell.
Aint gonna ring your bell, nor get combative upon running into you.
Treating you like casper saying boo, your just a ghost died to me.
So you say your my friend but see friends dont do them mean thing.
Yeah that crap stings but I gotta let bygones be and keep it pushing.
Crushing that stuff as a lost, learning from my mistakes.
Because everyone we let in our lives it like taking a chance in some stakes.
It takes a real one to see what you are, but a true one knows when to fold.
No worries I wont hold any thing against you...
In fact I should thank you for showing me who you really are.
Staring at the stars able to laugh it off as the truth isnt always far to find.
So you say we are friends, yet your action says...
this isnt notting but a lie.
