Best Friends

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Payroll Giovanni] That's my motherfucking dude My nigga til the end, fuck with him, you getting blew Started out young, hustling for shoes Now it's coupes, talking cash shit, out the moon roof We sold a lil this and that I had the plug, he had the clientele, together, we was getting racks Attracting rats, every bitch wanna fuck us Other niggas' hoes love us, so these niggas mean mug us We like brothers, he was more stunting I was more hustling, tryna keep shit pumping His weakness was bitches, he stayed treating a trick We gеtting dough but ain't rich, I told him stop that shit We shined off moving in the dark Startеd hustling sloppy, now we do it with a art I told him if you wanna last long, play it smart Getting money til death do us part Cheers [Verse 2: Payroll Giovanni] A couple days pass, then he owe me for a package But I ain't trippin, I know my partner gon' have it I call him, he ain't answer, I ain't think shit 'bout it He probably somewhere with his bitch, drunk as hell clowning Another day pass, now this shit strange He ain't reply to my text or call for anything I asked a mutual friend, had he seen him? He said yeah, matter fact, I'm on my way to meet him Damn, something fishy We gotta have a talk All the money we made, I know he ain't running off I finally got through to his line, he like yeah I'm like where you at? I gotta swoop up that bread He like I'ma have it in a week Sounding funny I'm like dude, I need it now, I owe the plug money He like I ain't your worker, and you ain't my boss, cuzz I peeped right there what the problem was? [Verse 3: Payroll Giovanni] Come to find out, he spent my money on his bitch Tryna perp like he rich, and get more than what he get Usually, I just wipe my hands with him be done But he running round speaking on my name through the slums Like dude got me fucked up, dude think he a boss I'm the reason why yada yada, talking heads off He got jealous, he ain't have the top slot Now he downin' me to niggas, and he owe me a knot He tryna play me like a bitch, so now I gotta trip So hollo tips I sent, to the whip I helped him get He robbed one of my workers, I pistol whipped his mans We way past words, we was best friends Damn, it's crazy how shit pan out I showed this nigga love, had him all in my house I still can't believe I ain't peep the jealousy and greed Wanted to see you ball, now I wanna see you bleed