You Used to Be the Homie

You used to be the homie
Why'd you have to switch up on me
I used to call you call you brodie
Used to share the same forty
You used to be the homie
You used to be the homie
You used to be the homie
Why'd you have to switch up on me
I used to call you call you brodie
Used to share the same forty
You used to be the homie
You used to be the homie

You used to be the homie
Had a lot of love for you
Now when I see you
I act like I don't know you
You switched up on the team
Now there ain't no turning back
You turned into a fiend
When you heard them suckas rap
But that ain't all facts
Man that shit is all fake
I stand my own ground
And I eat in on my own plate
I don't never ask for hand outs
Bitch I really stand out
If you got a problem with me
That's another man down
This is from the heart
I ain't got to fake the funk
Been down since the jump
Don't make my cousin pop the trunk
Cause this shit'll get crazy, fifty-one fifty
You out your fucking mind
If you think no soldiers with me
I run around with shooters
AK's and them rugers
You chose the other side
So now I really gotta do ya
This ain't really what you want
On the gang, man I promise
I taught you what you know
And I'm just really being honest

You used to be the homie
Why'd you have to switch up on me
I used to call you call you brodie
Used to share the same forty
You used to be the homie
You used to be the homie
You used to be the homie
Why'd you have to switch up on me
I used to call you call you brodie
Used to share the same forty
You used to be the homie
You used to be the homie

Yeah, it's kinda hard for me to speak about it
Especially when I don't wanna think about it
What this music done for me?
Beside expose me to fake love and fake homies (straight up)
Got a small circle staying A1
SKMob had my back since day one
O&B believed in what I had to offer
2 black G's gave the keys to the raza
Now we in the lab 24-7 all week
Yeah that's 7 9-11's and that shit just repeat
On my mama, go and reap what you sow
That's that karma
So you better take it slow
Now they treat me like an enemy
And I'm just doing my thang
I pull up with the gang bitch
And I don't fucking bang
That's my family
And they know that you're hating on me
And all I'm tryna do is help the homies, fo'real
On another note
Everybody wanna know
What happened between me and Kujo
I guess that y'all should know
Y'all never hear us on a song again
Told him sometimes these homies ain't your friends
Then one of these friends told him like this
I'll send someone to your house
With your wifey and your kids
See Misfit's SKM and I don't fucking like em
So you better not fuck with em
If you wanna live your life up
I know you love your son
I know you love your son, don't be dumb
I don't feel bad for no one once it's done
You know me, yeah I'm your real homie
You fucking with me and I don't fuck with phonies
So Misfit? Yeah that's out the question
You'll never have my muthafucking blessing
Yeah that's out the question
Don't make me have to teach your ass a lesson
True story
And everybody do what they do to survive
My music and my son is what keeping me alive
I ain't mad at cha

You used to be the homie
Why'd you have to switch up on me
I used to call you call you brodie
Used to share the same forty
You used to be the homie
You used to be the homie
You used to be the homie
Why'd you have to switch up on me
I used to call you call you brodie
Used to share the same forty
You used to be the homie
You used to be the homie