Featuring Mary J. Blige
One night I prayed to God
I asked could He please remove my enemies from my life?
And before you know it I start losing friends
Somebody who you’re around
Wants to clip your wings and shoot you down
But it’s okay to keep your enemies close
As long as you know
Just make sure you know
Who you’re around
Y’all was like my brothers, I considered ya’s folks
And I remember nights sippin liquor, making toasts
Talkin bout the life, tryina get it, slingin dough
And niggas say I changed but you niggas changed first
And fuck all this money, nigga we was fin first
Looking at me ballin, know that Instagram hurt
Cause you was ‘pposed to be that nigga in that damn ghost
I would’ve rowed for you even in the same hearse
Same cemetery, bury me in the same dirt
We had a plan but I guess it didn’t work
Be age, we straight, that was the motto my nigga
I got rich first, you was ‘pposed to follow, my nigga
I’m gone
Somebody who you’re around
Wants to clip your wings and shoot you down
But it’s okay to keep your enemies close
As long as you know
Just make sure you know
Who you’re around
In that nigga hell, shit I can’t believe you (not you)
That’s what they said, up in that we do (we do)
And when I came home I tried to feed you (feed you)
In every song I was screaming free you (let that nigga live)
And if you bled I was down to bleed too (bleed too)
Now when I ride by I breeze through (breeze through)
I don’t even stop, it ain’t no need to (nah)
And you the one that left, nigga I ain’t leave you
Shit got realer (realer), niggas got richer (richer)
I said the money train coming (it’s coming)
Niggas missed it (I did)
I even tied to spin back around and come and get you
But niggas wanted more form me than my own sister
Somebody who you’re around
Wants to clip your wings and shoot you down
But it’s okay to keep your enemies close
As long as you know
Just make sure you know
Who you’re around
They wanted more than my mother
More than O’Malley and that nigga like my brother
Greedy motherfucker
Crazy thing about it: I don’t hate him, I still love him
And I might’ve said things, I never said fuck him
But I’mma live my life, get the money, ball hard
Still sending earned money for his calling cards
Whipped and complaining, he got life behind bars
And he’s calling me, bet he ain’t calling y’all
Cuz none of y’all niggas ain’t send him shit yet
None of y’all niggas ain’t send him pigs yet
And still writing money, or did sending pick checks
And remember when it rain, niggas get wet
Go!
Somebody who you’re around (I still love ya)
Wants to clip your wings and shoot you down (but it’s just like we just grew apart)
But it’s okay to keep your enemies close (you’re bright and you’ll shine)
As long as you know (half of my niggas still around)
Just make sure you know (and we are shining hard)
Who you’re around (Go!)