Afroman - You Ain't My Friend Lyrics
[afroman talking]When you born in this worldYou get these people that you coincidently grow up withAnd you get this illusion of friendshipYou know what i'm saying manBut as you get olderYou notice, you notice people trying to take advantage of youYou notice people trying to like manipulate youThen all of the sudden homeboyIt hits youAnd you realizeYou ain't got no friends cuzGotta get on downGotta get on downGotta get on downGotta get on downGotta get on downYou know i gotta get on downGotta watch my backGotta watch my backCause i might get jackedGotta pack my gunGettin beat up ain't no funYeah baby babyAw yeah aw yeah aw yeah[chorus]We don't kick it no moreYou ain't my friendYou need to pay me back my endsCause you ain't my friendStop drinkin my ginYou ain't my friend, you ain't my friend, you ain't my friendYou be pinchin my sackCause you ain't my friendTalkin all behind my backCause you ain't my friendYo man it's all goodBut you ain't my friendCuz we from the same hoodBut you ain't my friendDroppin dope in my yardYou ain't my friendTryin to scope out my broadCause you ain't my friendNever visit me in jailYou ain't my friendNever post my bailCause you ain't my friendWhen it comes to friends i ain't got noneAll i got is a double barrel shotgunI can't stand a useless man that has no planLookin at me with an empty handYou always talkin but you never listenWhen you ride in my car cds come up missinAnd that's strangeDamn, what happened to my loose changeIf i remember correctly, you was flat brokeNow you eatin on chips and drinkin on a soda locLookin at me smilinBut yo i need some gas and my stomach is growlinFools always act like they down with meBut they never wanna go outta town with meFlip about four or five pounds with meGet a motel sleep on the ground with meBut when i get back with my money stackedAll the homies start beggin and talkin smackTryin to scheme and plot on the cash i gotA cuz go head and shake the spot[chorus]I used to be a gang memberNow i'ma gangstaI don't trust he she him nor herThere's no honor among thievesEverybody got tricks up they sleevesYou say you my friend but that's a bunch of noiseI stopped kickin back with my homeboysThat same mother *****er that's shakin ya handBe the first one to rat to the police manJust when you think you've found a buddyGet drunk and your buddy start actin nuttyNow isn't this an excellent adventureHe turned on you like a doberman pincherCrazy, as it seemsAfroman gotta million dreamsI can't hang with ya'll and drink alcoholGet into a brawl over nothing at allI got plans but you don't believe emHangin round you i'll never achieve emAw yeah, aw yeah, aw yeahA, this one for all the loners out thereI ain't got no familyI ain't got no friendsOnly thing that i haveIs a big fat bottle of ginMake me feel all rightMake me feel all rightSoothe me till i'm satisfiedYeah make me feel all rightI got the gangsta bluesYeah got the gangsta bluesStacy adams shoesWith the gangsta bluesDo the crip walkDo the crip walkA everybody, do the crip walkA cuz, do the crip walkDo the crip walkDo the crip walkNobody loves me but my mamaAnd i think she's lying tooI could never be your friend homeboyAnd i ain't trying toWomen can't standAfromanCops can't standAfromanMy wife can't standAfromanMy kids can't standAfromanMy mama can't standAfromanMy daddy can't standAfromanCause i'ma gangsta babyI'ma gangsta babyI'ma hustler sugI'ma hustler sugAin't got no jobAin't got no friendsBut whatever you needBaby i'm gonna getCause i'ma hustler babyI made my pointSo pass the jointCan i get a lightThat's all right
