Who
is my friend?
Who is my foe?
I just can't tell no more.
Cause seem like everywhere I go,
somebody got a problem with Ro.
It might be somebody from the past or somebody I don't know.
Bottom line, I ain't never * with nobody.
Why y'all with me?
With me?
It's a trip to see how all these people scream my name.
Cause I can remember a whole lot of them
that said I'd never make it in the rap game.
Look at me, look at me now though.
I got cars and cash.
It's just I'm able to say * regular weed,
I get hydro bagged.
I'm the same nigga,
white tennis shoes,
blue jeans and a white t-shirt.
24-7 all day and night around the clock.
Be what we were.
I could give a * about these niggas
from B. They been muted by my paper chase.
Interrupt me, you might come up this bitch.
I'm a block, 30 streets.
Cause I'm an animal that see raw and untamed.
And J Prince got me off the leash.
Motherfucking bees when they come down to my bread.
Hey bitch, you full of crack.
It's time to lay a hand.
Don't nobody wanna see me win.
They'd rather see me disgusted win.
Everyday another friend turn to a foe.
That's why my motto is * friends and me my dough.
I still struggle to make ends meet.
It ain't great for you just cause you
see me on TV. I'm almost heckling.
Bitch,
I done seen it all,
so I'm one thing to my casket.
I ain't * with y'all.
I used to ride a drive-thru like you was my gal or something.
Simply cause you gave a damn about me when I had nothing.
When all the homies used to laugh at me because I was broke.
You would make a play for me and we might sip a six or a four.
And even though you had a nigga,
you'd say I could spend the night.
But out of respect for both of y'all,
I chose to kick it under the street light.
Hell yeah,
I was attracted to you baby and you know that.
I still feel like we could good together on and on that.
But a lot of bulls keepin' floatin' round in the air.
I'm supposed to say some disrespectful * like you hate a player.
Until that skinny bitch with the worst
of gold didn't leave the shed to hell.
Talk about I made you suck my * for a ride.
Yeah, I made your throat swell up.
But tell it hard feeling when dying.
Cause we was coming from the studio and
you leaned over from the passenger side.
Yeah,
you was trying to get me to let you spend the night.
But since I turned you down,
you've thrown most out of my life.
In my life.
Don't nobody wanna see me win.
My life.
They'd rather see me disgusted with no wins.
My life.
Every day another friend turned to a foe.
That's why my motto is * friends,
hand me my dough.
In my life.
I still struggle to make ends meet.
If it just be just cause you see me on TV,
I'll heckle,
heckle.
In my life.
Bitch, I done seen and heard it all.
So I'm one deep to my casket.
I ain't * with y'all.
Life is hard, but it's fair.
And even though it might rain,
I got like a lot just plus my umbrella ain't no stopping me,
man.
See him out,
see him out,
where I'm a deal with it,
then send it right back.
I been an underdog all my life.
That's why I bought that, that.
And free and free and nigga,
y'all been trying to kick it when I didn't have no ears,
nigga.
Y'all must think I'm a fool.
I just want to flip,
whip and whip and have me pay for the weed.
But I'll be damned if I blow my hard earned money on anyone.
Me, me.
Came to,
came to this bitch one deep and that's how I'm gonna go.
And the way I see it, I owe nobody nothing.
Ain't nobody gonna get no dough.
Roll,
king of the ghetto and the Mozart.
The problem is, that's why you never see me.
I'm going to go to the time of the month.
Maybe I'm rich.
I know.
Difference between me and the people across the street for real.
Homey, I'm trying to pay.
Be rich.
I know.
Difference between me and the people across the street.
My body.
Want to see me?
I see me disgusted with me.
Every day, another friend turned to a foe.
That's why my motto is for friends.
Hand me my dough.
I still struggle to make ends meet.
It ain't gravy just because you see me
on TV. I'm almost back on the streets.
Bitch, I'd have seen and heard it all.
So I'm one deep to my desk.
It ain't * with John.
Don't nobody want to see me.
They'd rather see me disgusted with me.
Every day, another friend turned to a foe.
That's why my motto is for friends.
Hand me my dough.
I still struggle to make ends meet.
It ain't gravy just because you see me on TV.
I'm almost back on the streets.
Bitch, I'd have seen and heard it all.
So I'm one deep to my desk.
It ain't * with John.