Testo Frenemies - Jim Jones
Testo della canzone Frenemies (Jim Jones), tratta dall'album Street Religion: Heron 3: 16
Frenemies, seriously, man
Flew you around the world
Put diamonds on your neck like you was my lil' girl
Frenemies
See this shit is fucked up 'cause
Some niggas call it tough love, it's crazy 'cause
You might know a nigga all your life and
He just got a twisted ulterior motive and
He just wanna see you do bad (Street religion)
Smile in your face all day so
He just actin' like your friend when he really your enemy or
Your best friend could become your enemy due to
Due to jealousy, so we just call those frenemies
We just call those frenemies
We bailed you out of jail
Wait, let me backtrack
First you came home and I got your ass a deal
Fresh out the can, sign a quarter mil'
Runnin' through the paper, buyin' clothes and poppin' pills
Money got low, you started actin' ill
And through desperation, once again, you got nailed
Someone got killed, conspiracy
And even still, I bailed you out of jail
Without me, you'd be facin' an appeal
But who knew this, you would be Judas
And in the process, flew you around the world
Put diamonds on your neck like you was my lil' girl
Money in your pocket like you was my son Dooley
Food in your stomach like you was my son Pootie
The streets talk, heard you pawned the jewelry
Now you talkin' shit like you really wanna do me
A real rat, the type that'll save you
Your mama should've told you never bite the hand that feed you
Caught me off guard, I met you through my man
I let my guard down, I accepted you as fam
Told you get a chair, let you eat at the table
Never thought that he would be ungrateful
Baguette sweater on the pub and the label
So if a nigga feelin' itchy, got killers on the payroll
Frenemies, frenemies
The ones you kept close
The ones you loved the most (You gotta watch these niggas)
Frenemies
They know who your kids
They know where you live
This shit is gettin' scary (Watch it, boss)
Frenemies, frenemies
The ones you kept sacred
You had plans to make it (I know)
Frenemies
You can smell the danger
Over the money, best friends become strangers
Credits
Writer(s): Jim Jones, Christopher Jasper, Rudolph Isley, Ernie Isley, Marvin Isley, O'kelly Isley, Ronald Isley
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