Zro Friends lyrics

f/ Cl`Che, Den Den



[Z-Ro]

I thought I had a lot of partnas, but I`ve only got some

Since I can`t depend on my niggaz, I put my faith up in my shotgun

Rolling around in my `78, reminiscing on the past

16 years old trying to get into Boomerang, smelling all our lil cash

Now it`s like we never knew eachother, motherfuckers act strange

It`s like they got intentions, on putting bullets up in my brain

Why they can`t look me in my eyes no mo`

Even though I miss my T. Jones, at least mama ain`t gotta to cry no mo`

I done seen my nigga get rich, leave the hood, make a lot of rich friends

But try to come back to the po` partnas, when all the richness end

Tell him to come watch me perform, but they don`t go, and if I`m

Stranded and I need a ride, they say they coming but they don`t show

Picture me walking down the feeter, everybody masking me up

Oh good it`s that nigga from the hood, chunking a deuce passing me up

That`s alright though, I gotta make a top flight hoe, smoking and thinking

When I get I want no nobody, but a Benjamin Franklin cause uh



[Hook - 2x]

Friends just ain`t friends no more

Ain`t no love, cause money is all we adore

Friends just ain`t friends no more

I don`t need you motherfuckers round me



[Cl`Che]

Most of these hoes say they your friend, but they really ain`t down

Cause when you broke and got no ends, them same hoes don`t come round

The main hoes that talk down, most friends turn to foes

That`s just the way it go down, that`s why I stay blowing pounds

Cause Mary Jane don`t change she stay the same, help maintain

And ease the pain, stay free from the bullshit people bring

Cause the world is full of evil mayn

That`s why I stay one deep, fuck these niggaz and these hoes

I be solo on my creep, no one in the passenger seat



[Den Den]

First he`s riding high, now he busting Mack 10`s

Watch you go from homie to foe, then try to come back again

There ain`t no returning with the fuck shit, that`s why I murder with one click

These fake ass G`s I`m done with, selling my shit for one sill

But claiming you down to the ground bitch, bitch you ain`t down with

Just another fake friend, trying to chop the Benz

Helping to plead my ends, looking for a win

Lying with a grin, trying to sneak back in



[Hook - 2x]



[Z-Ro]

Remember back in `97, we was living it up

If they had it and we wanted it, they was giving it up

Through it wrong together, I think we wrote our first song together

Matter of fact, we smoked our first zone together

Look at you now oh you a rich nigga, thinking that you running thangs

But you ain`t running a damn thang but your mouth, cause you`s a bitch nigga

Going against the grain, cause you done made a lil change

But I can`t flip the script wanna get rich, I gotta remain the same

I had visions of us balling together, pulling up at the Past at New Orleans

Together, everyday all day shot calling together, but now I`m only rolling solo

Don`t get it twisted I still got love for my niggaz, but I don`t fuck with em no mo`

Cause everybody want me to do, what they want me to do

And they want me to do it, but I`d rather stay full of embalming fluid

But you know what you can do for me, give me a whole lot of leave me alone

Cause the only partna I got left, got 17 partnas of his own and uh



[Hook - 2x]