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when you born in this world, you get these people that you coincidently grow up with, and you get this illusion of friendship, you know what i'm saying man, but as you get older, you notice, you notice people trying to take advantage of you, you notice people trying to like manipulate you, then all of the sudden, homeboy, it hits you, and you realize, you ain't got no friends 'cause, gotta get on down, gotta get on down, gotta get on down, gotta get on down, gotta get on down, you know i gotta get on down, gotta watch my back, gotta watch my back, 'cause i might get jacked, gotta pack my gun, gettin' beat up ain't no fun, yeah, baby, baby, aw yeah, aw yeah, aw yeah, we don't kick it no more, you ain't my friend, you need to pay me back my ends 'cause you ain't my friend, stop drinkin' my gin, you ain't my friend, you ain't my friend, you ain't my friend, you be pinchin' my sack 'cause you ain't my friend, talkin' all behind my back 'cause you ain't my friend, yo man it's all good but you ain't my friend, 'cause we from the same hood but you ain't my friend, droppin' dope in my yard, you ain't my friend, tryin' to scope out my broad 'cause you ain't my friend, never visit me in jail, you ain't my friend, never post my bail 'cause you ain't my friend, when it comes to friends i ain't got none, all i got is a double barrel shotgun, i can't stand a useless man that has no plan, lookin' at me with an empty hand, you always talkin' but you never listen, when you ride in my car cds come up missin', and that's strange, damn, what happened to my loose change, if i remember correctly, you was flat broke, now you eatin' on chips and drinkin' on a soda loc, lookin' at me smilin', but yo i need some gas and my stomach is growlin', fools always act like they down with me, but they never wanna go outta town with me, flip about four or five pounds with me, get a motel sleep on the ground with me, but when i get back with my money stacked, all the homies start beggin' and talkin' smack, tryin' to scheme and plot on the cash i got, a 'cause go head and shake the spot, we don't kick it no more, you ain't my friend, you need to pay me back my ends 'cause you ain't my friend, stop drinkin' my gin, you ain't my friend, you ain't my friend, you ain't my friend, you be pinchin' my sack 'cause you ain't my friend, talkin' all behind my back 'cause you ain't my friend, yo man it's all good but you ain't my friend, 'cause we from the same hood but you ain't my friend, droppin' dope in my yard, you ain't my friend, tryin' to scope out my broad 'cause you ain't my friend, never visit me in jail, you ain't my friend, never post my bail 'cause you ain't my friend, i used to be a gang member, now i'ma gangsta, i don't trust he she him nor her, there's no honor among thieves, everybody got tricks up they sleeves, you say you my friend but that's a bunch of noise, i stopped kickin' back with my homeboys, that same mother fucker that's shakin' ya hand, be the first one to rat to the police man, just when you think you've found a buddy, get drunk and your buddy start actin' nutty, now isn't this an excellent adventure, he turned on you like a doberman pincher, crazy, as it seems, afroman gotta million dreams, i can't hang with ya'll and drink alcohol, get into a brawl over nothing at all, i got plans but you don't believe 'em, hangin' round you i'll never achieve 'em, aw yeah, aw yeah, aw yeah, a, this one for all the loners out there, i ain't got no family, i ain't got no friends, only thing that i have is a big fat bottle of gin, make me feel all right, make me feel all right, soothe me till i'm satisfied, yeah make me feel all right, i got the gangsta blues, yeah got the gangsta blues, stacy adams shoes with the gangsta blues, do the crip walk, do the crip walk, a everybody, do the crip walk, a 'cause, do the crip walk, do the crip walk, do the crip walk, nobody loves me but my mama and i think she's lying too, i could never be your friend homeboy and i ain't trying to, women can't stand, afroman, cops can't stand, afroman, my wife can't stand, afroman, my kids can't stand, afroman, my mama can't stand, afroman, my daddy can't stand, afroman, 'cause i'ma gangsta baby, i'ma gangsta baby, i'ma hustler sug, i'ma hustler sug, ain't got no job, ain't got no friends, but whatever you need, baby i'm gonna get, 'cause i'ma hustler baby, i made my point, so pass the joint, can i get a light?, that's all right
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Artist: afroman