Mo3 everybody ain t your friend lyrics

Lyrics

Errybody ain't your partner Why the fuck these niggas wanna go against the grain Why the fuck these niggas wanna drag a nigga name Ay True story Oo I know some niggas who hurt me (they hurt me) A couple bitches who hurt me (they hurt me) The jury don't want me to make it (make it) The DA I know that he working (oh he working) Prosecutors wanna hound me (what) I'm hoping they don't do me dirty (do me dirty) This 40 I got that bitch dirty (bow) Shoota on go, he shoot perfect (what) I keep a hunnid on me (blah) After what they done to Bleep The satans, want to put them to sleep We all used to be in a jeep How could you do me so dirty? How could you wait till I leave? It's like you was hating on purpose So now you gon' die up in threes I got accused of some murders, ain't rattin' So I did some time in the pen' Trust no-motherfucking-body again Niggas ain't silent, nigga Shit got fucked up, nigga got fucked up Now my baby momma on the stand, raising her motherfucking hand Everybody ain't yo friend, everybody ain't yo partna Everybody ain't no real nigga, if I say I got you, I got you When its fucked up and get fucked up, just hold it down and keep it solid And when you not around, I protect yo name, I won't let a nigga talk about you Everybody ain't yo friend, everybody ain't yo partna Everybody ain't no real nigga, if I say I got you, I got you When its fucked up and get fucked up, just hold it down and keep it solid And when you not around, I protect yo name, I won't let a nigga talk about you I would've killed for you niggas (niggas) Now I can't deal with you niggas (I can't) Talking to the grim reaper Finna get rid of you niggas (uh) So sick of these niggas (I am) Claiming they hittas and killas (they not) Showing out for them bitches Flexing on Instagram pictures (you ah dub) Put it on my life, on my momma we gon' be straight (yeahhh yeah) My partna looked me in my face before I took that case (and what he do?) Then the nigga turned snake Other homie turned snake (he pussy) But I kept it real with these niggas How could they do me that way (yeah) I was broke den a bitch, so I'm hustling I'm on my grind yeah (on my grind yeah) Worked my way up to a quarter pound, selling dime bags (dime bags) I spent 250 for the sheep (sheep) This thunder cooked em, he in the lips My niggas hit me for some zips (he did) Shouldn't showed him where it is (fuck) Everybody ain't yo friend, everybody ain't yo partna Everybody ain't no real nigga, if I say I got you, I got you When its fucked up and get fucked up, just hold it down and keep it solid And when you not around, I protect yo name, I won't let a nigga talk about you Everybody ain't yo friend, everybody ain't yo partna Everybody ain't no real nigga, if I say I got you, I got you When its fucked up and get fucked up, just hold it down and keep it solid And when you not around, I protect yo name, I won't let a nigga talk about you Have you ever gave yo last twenty dollars to a nigga that you love? And that same nigga you call yo partna talk about you, drag yo name thru the mud

Melvin Noble, Zykerian Hood

Songtrust Ave, Wixen Music Publishing

MO3

Errybody Not Your Friend

[Intro]
Why the f**k these n***as wanna go against the grain
Why the f**k these n***as wanna drag a n***a name
Ayy
True story
Oo

[Verse 1]
I know some n***as who hurt me (they hurt me)
A couple b*t*hes who hurt me (they hurt me)
The jury don't want me to make it (make it)
The DA I know that he working (oh he working)
Prosecutors wanna hound me (what)
I'm hoping they don't do me dirty (do me dirty)
This 40 I got that b*t*h dirty (bow)
Shoota on go , he shoot perfect (what)
I gotta hunnid on me (on me)
The devil write me in my sleep (oh he do)
I break a b*t*h in a week, lil b*t*h im not what you think (nah)
I stood in the field with my Hittas, I kept that rocket on me (I do)
Hate that I had to get rid of my n***as, I heard they was plottin on me (oh its true)
For the love of money, my homies they turned they backs
Same n***as that still owe me on the pack say they gon jack me
My closest friends I knew since we were kids say they gon whack me
But Ian lien, I'm slanging nine
&' b*t*h they know that, so get at me
[Chorus]
Everybody ain't yo friend
Everybody ain't yo partna
Everybody ain't no real n***a, if I say I gotchu, I gotchu
When its f**ked up, it gets f**ked up, just hold it down and keep it solid
And when you not around, I protect yo name
I won't let a n***a talk about you
Everybody ain't yo friend
Everybody ain't yo partna
Everybody ain't no real n***a, if I say I gotchu, I gotchu
When its f**ked up, it gets f**ked up, just hold it down and keep it solid
And when you not around, I protect yo name
I won't let a n***a talk about you

[Verse 2]
I would've killed for you n***as (n***as)
Now I can't deal with you n***as (I can't cuz)
Talking to the grim reaper
Finna get rid of you n***as (uh)
So sick of these n***as (I am)
Claiming they hittas and killas (they not)
Showing out for them b*t*hes
Flexing on Instagram pictures (you ah dub)
Put it on my life on my momma we gon be straight (yeahhh yeah)
My partna looked me in my face before I took that case (and what he do)
Then the n***a turned state
Other homie turned snake (he pu**y)
But I kept it real with these n***as
How could they do me that way (yeah)
I was broke den a b*t*h, so I'm hustling
I'm on my grind yeah (on my grind yeah)
Worked my way up to a quarter pound, selling dime bags (dime bags)
Spent 250 for the sheeps (sheeps)
This thunder cooked em, he in the leaps
My n***as hit me for some zips (he did)
Shouldn't have showed him where it is (f**k)
[Chorus]
Everybody ain't yo friend
Everybody ain't yo partna
Everybody ain't no real n***a, if I say I gotchu, I gotchu
When its f**ked up, it gets f**ked up, just hold it down and keep it solid
And when you not around, I protect yo name
I won't let a n***a talk about you
Everybody ain't yo friend
Everybody ain't yo partna
Everybody ain't no real n***a, if I say I gotchu, I gotchu
When its f**ked up, it gets f**ked up, just hold it down and keep it solid
And when you not around, I protect yo name
I won't let a n***a talk about you

[Outro]
Have you ever gave yo last twenty dollars to a n***a that you love
And that same n***a you call yo partna talk about you, drag yo name thru the mud