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