See you ain't gotta leave him
I be the nigga that you call when you need him
Yup and I'll be there for ya when he start to switch on ya
Play my role from the side line like a bench warmer
So sub me in, I ain't ya man but we can just pretend
Hit the mall girl I got enough to spend
And you could go home to him, I ain't hating him
'Cause see you just my lil secret like Xscape and them
Money gone fuck friends; I need a homie that know me when all these muthafuckin' cops
be on me; I got problems ain't nobody calling back now what the fuck is happenin' with my
ballin' cats; Remember me I'm ya homie that was down to brawl; Sippin' Hennessy
hanging with the clowns and all we used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew
we had bitches by the dozens oh we fuckin' cousins; You can throw ya middle finger if ya
feel me loc a nigga just got paid and we still was broke; It took time but finally the cash
was mine; all the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind; Look around and all I see is
snakes and faces like scavengers waitin' to take a hustler's pape's and when you stuck
where the fuck is all ya friends They straight busted and can't be trusted fuck y'all
if yu dont giva damn I DONT GIVA A FUCK ..
.i got the dick so i make the rules.
"this is paradise, i'm tellin' ya. this towns like a great big
pussy jus' waitin' to get fucked."


