You Ain't My Homie

You ain't my homie

You ain't my homie

You ain't my homie no

You ain't my homie no

You ain't my homie

I ain't your homie

No, we ain't homie that all

No, we ain't homie that all

What happened to you

What you fell up again,

we use to kick you off

but now enough you're not the same

And you changed,

I think that I would fuck with that bitch

Can't believe you leave it and you come ask me that shit

but you did

And now I feel the shit's getting ugly

my heart is hungry

Fuck you what you still feeling jump

You need to slow us down,

but only the facts

Put your pipe down and shake the monkey fuck you back

You need to chop it

with the bullshit that you get in

My nans stays in line and when it's 50 keep it darling

Shhhh

No telephone is never for you fail until my kindness over witness

I see you trying to keep the sock in the doll over he said she secret

And that's a weird shit that ain't you steelo

You went from ten to zero have my total fucking loyalty

Pesci and De Nirom but fuck it,

Now it's just a thing in the past if we meet up in the mirror

fuck the Tonka with blacks cuz that's your ass

I use the phony trick

and never in your mother fucking life call me you on me bitch cuz...

You ain't my homie

You ain't my homie

You ain't my homie no

You ain't my homie no

You ain't my homie

I ain't you homie

No we ain't homie that all

No we ain't homie that all

You walk around with your head up, but You went down

when you work out with you should trade shit You fucking clowns

play the part if you want you but we know the real

you lock it up before you'd ever think of a push to steal

You ain't a ride a little wet so quit acting hard

And all the ink that you got blasted on the East George harbors

Fake get your steel cuz your shit through

Now I'm putting on the theater when I see you

I come before the neck cuz I'm head bust

what you used to be You ain't no more mutherfuck

I quit to say what I'm all about

You piece of shit you keep the south about your fucking mouth

I wicked lick my finger moving up and down the page

And my heart is steady beat is full of fucking rage

I'm in the cage right and lyrics bitch you know what's up

I'm doing what I'm a real kid that we don't give a fuck

So all you think it's wanna be gangsters now you casket blow me

so Why you Bobby your head remember bitch you're ain't my own

You ain't my homie

You ain't my homie

You ain't my homie no

You ain't my homie no

You ain't my homie

I ain't your homie

No we ain't homie that all

No we ain't homie that all

Here I go once again I was getting worse

Literally I'm causing trauma to your ears burst

No pulling punches okay that's my gear down

I'm pulling covers like a punch on target shit now

And baby face you would ask race to the southern structure

Now tree you know better than a fucking buster

Claim to be a rider but you not dog

You run around like you were killing

You ain't our dough

You just a goofy in a tank full of big fishes

Trying to hide out but I see you walk the lower snitches

Dress up like bitches in knocking with your straw hats

Scattered that hat at the cage trying to dodge this rap

And now you dug another dummy laying in the cup

And you got deal with them see you're fucking with them guns

You fucking pumpkin if I'm wrong they come out to play

Came up with the jacket that they get you bitches says you gay

If I fell a motherfucker, you ain't from my city

Where their dancers come to play young, we show no pity

From the rooftop to the payment yeah, the city blocks

off on the west coast we gaming and we bust on cops

I don't associate with who do well at fucking bitches

Or even walk the light with all the fucking snitches

Live him in snitches when I'm catch him now you maggots blow me

Let's get it straight for the record bitch you're ain't my homie

You ain't my homie

You ain't my homie

You ain't my homie no

You ain't my homie no

You ain't my homie

I ain't you homie

No we ain't homie that all

No we ain't homie that all