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One Night I prayed to God
I asked could he please remove the enemies from my life
And before you know it I started losing friends
Somebody who you're around wants to clip
Your wings and shoot you down
But its okay to keep enemies close
As long as you know
Just make sure you know who you're around
Y'all was like my brothers
I considered y'all as folks
And I remember nights sipping liquor making toasts
Talking about the life, trying to get it slinging dope
n***as say I changed, but you n***as changed first
And f**k all this money n***a, we was fam first
Looking at me ballin, know that instagram hurt
Cuz you was supposed to be that n***a in that damn ghost
I would have rolled for you even in the same herse
Same cemetary, burry me in the same dirt
We had a plan, but I guess it ain't work
"B.H we straight, " that was the motto my n***a
I got rich first, you was supposed to follow my n***a
I'm gone
Somebody who you're around wants to clip
Your wings and shoot you down
But its okay to keep enemies close
As long as you know
Just make sure you know who you're around
And Dat n***a Lil
sh*t I can't believe you (not you)
That's what that syrup and that weed do?
And when I came home I tried to feed you
And every song I was yellin free you (Free Dat n***a Lil)
And if you bled I was down to bleed too
Now when I ride by I breeze through
I don't even stop, ain't a need to
And you the one that left n***a, I ain't leave you
sh*t got realer, n***as got richer
I said the money train coming, n***as missed it
I even tried to spin back around to come and get you
But n***as wanted more from me then my own sister
Somebody who you're around wants to clip
Your wings and shoot you down
But its okay to keep enemies close
As long as you know
Just make sure you know who you're around
They want more than my mother
More than Omelly, and that n***a like my brother
Greedy motherf**ker
Crazy thing about it, I don't hate em, I still love em
I might have said things, I never said f**k em
But I'm a live my life, get the money, ball hard
Still sending earned money for his calling cards
Rick ain't complaining, he got life behind bars
And he still calling me, bet you he ain't calling y'all
Cuz none of y'all n***as ain't send him sh*t yet
None of y'all n***as send him pics yet
I'm still writing money orders, sending big checks
And remember when it rains, n***as get wet
Gone
Somebody who you're around wants to clip
Your wings and shoot you down
But its okay to keep enemies close
As long as you know
Just make sure you know who you're around
I still love n***as
But its like we just grew apart
If you don't grind, you don't shine
Half my n***as still around, and we all shining hard
Gone

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