FRIEND
J And C Lyrics

Be careful, 'cause you can't trust these so-called friends out here
You should be cautious because many of the people claiming to be your friends are actually just jealous of you

What about your friends will they stay on they grind?
Are your friends committed and dedicated to their goals and ambitions?

What about your friends will they be around?
Are your friends going to be there for you when you need them?

What about your friends will they let you die?
Will your friends abandon you or fail to support you in times of danger or need?

With friends like that I don't need enemies
Having friends who behave in such a way makes it unnecessary to have enemies in your life

I had a lotta niggas that was down with me
I used to have many people who claimed to be loyal to me

Or should I say a lotta niggas hang around with me?
Or should I say that many people just spent time with me without genuinely caring about our friendship?

But when I took my fall
But when I faced a challenging situation or experienced failure

I found out I really didn't have many friends at all
I discovered that I actually had very few true friends

When I was out there rollin' in the Benz and ball
When I was living a luxurious lifestyle, driving expensive cars and enjoying success

My momma used to get a lotta telephone calls
My mother used to receive numerous phone calls

Niggas tryna see how we was, I had a buzz
People were trying to find out how we were doing because we had a lot of attention

But all that shit stopped when I got popped by the fuzz
But all that attention and support vanished when I was arrested by the police

A couple niggas kept that shit true indeed
A few individuals remained loyal and true to me

But not the ones I used to bail outta jail and feed
However, the ones I used to financially support and help in difficult times were not among them

We used to smoke weed and get drunk off brew
We used to relax and have fun by smoking marijuana and drinking alcohol

I went to TDC, nigga, I couldn't find you
I went to prison, my friend, and you were nowhere to be found

You couldn't find me that's what you told yourself
You convinced yourself that you couldn't locate me

But you couldn't tell that bullshit to nobody else
But you couldn't deceive anyone else with that false story

But when they asked you how I was doin', you told 'em I was cool
But when people inquired about me, you falsely claimed that I was doing well

Knowin' you ain't talk to me since I went to the pen, fool
Even though you haven't spoken to me since I went to prison, you pretended to know about my situation

No pictures, no commissary, money to eat
You didn't send me any pictures or support me with money for necessities in prison

And now you think it's all good, 'cause I'm back on the streets
And now you mistakenly believe that everything is fine because I'm out of prison

I'm back on these beats and still blowing like the wind
I'm back in the music industry, making a successful comeback and gaining popularity

But these is the niggas that we call friends
However, these are the people we classify as our friends even though they betrayed us

In these streets and these traps, nigga you better be strapped
In these dangerous environments and difficult situations, you must be armed and prepared

Niggas out here plottin' be prepared to shoot back
There are people conspiring against you, so be ready to defend yourself

Nigga ain't no rules, nigga it ain't no love
There are no rules or love in this environment

A nigga put a knife in your nigga, could be your blood
Someone close to you might betray you or harm you

Kill a nigga over money, kill a nigga over drugs
People are willing to murder others for the sake of money or drugs

They killing niggas over hoes be careful who you fuck
People are murdering others over romantic relationships, so be cautious about who you get involved with

One false move and you fucked and out here on that bullshit
If you make one mistake, you'll be in serious trouble and trapped in dangerous situations

(What about your friends)
(What about the loyalty and support from your friends)

Niggas ain't real
People are not genuine or trustworthy

Niggas ain't trill
People are not authentic or loyal

Niggas be jealous
People are envious and resentful

Over the hoes, over the whips, over the crib
They are jealous of your romantic partners, expensive cars, and luxurious homes

Niggas be broke, pockets be hurt
They are financially struggling and experiencing hardship

Nigga be stressed
They are dealing with significant stress and pressure

Nigga be learning
They are learning important lessons and gaining knowledge

Whoop your friend, you gotta murk 'em
If your friend becomes a threat or betrays you, you may have to harm or kill them

Payback it's closed curtains
Once you take revenge, it will be the end for them

It's so ill, pop no pills
The situation is disturbing, so I choose not to rely on drugs to cope

Straight Henn' a toast to Pimp C, now on to fake friends
I raise my glass of Hennessy in honor of Pimp C, and now let's address the issue of fake friends

Tina best friend husband fucking her cousin
Tina's close friend's husband is having an affair with her cousin

Her cousin, she think her baby by Tina husband
Tina's cousin believes that her child is fathered by Tina's husband

But Tina had a miscarriage by me
However, Tina actually experienced a miscarriage with my child

Ten months later, Tina had a baby, it's deep
Ten months later, Tina gave birth to a child, which is a complicated and possibly deceptive situation

Soon the whole hood will be related
Soon, the entire community will be interconnected through complicated family ties

Like an African tribe, misplacement situated
Similar to the structure of an African tribe, people's roles and relationships are sometimes confused or misplaced

13, she's already ripping
At the age of thirteen, she is already engaging in inappropriate or adult activities

So whoever daughter she is, you about to be in grandpa position
So whoever's daughter she is, you are about to become a grandfather

And pot, no pot to piss in
And yet, you have no resources or wealth

Man, stop and listen
Man, pause and pay attention

Your man from the sand box, he on the stand snitching
Your childhood friend is testifying in court, providing information to incriminate others

His John Hancock, got 'em lamb chops with his misses
His signature on the legal document led to his arrest and his wife is now suffering the consequences

Home exonerated 'cause he cooperated
He was released from prison because he cooperated with the authorities

I peep the bullshit coming, the streets taught me
I can predict and recognize the deceptive behavior because the streets have taught me to be alert

And in abundance, now my circle a hundred
And now, my social circle is large and filled with many genuine and loyal individuals

What about your friends will they stay on they grind?
Are your friends going to remain focused and dedicated to their own success and goals?

What about your friends will they be around?
Will your friends continue to be present and supportive in your life?

What about your friends will they let you die?
Will your friends abandon or neglect you to the point where you suffer harm or even death?

What about your friends?
What kind of friends do you actually have?

With friends like that I don't need enemies
Having friends who behave in such a way makes the presence of enemies unnecessary