Jim Jones Frenemies Lyrics

Pray IV Reign Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Intro
  • 2 Pulling Me Back
  • 3 Let It Out
  • 4 How to Be a Boss
  • 5 Medicine
  • 6 Frenemies
  • 7 Precious
  • 8 Blow the Bank
  • 9 This Is for My Bitches
  • 10 Girlfriend
  • 11 This Is the Life
  • 12 My My My
  • 13 Pop Off
  • 14 Pop Champagne
  • 15 Rain
  • 16 Na Na Nana Na Na
  • It's crazy 'cause you might know a nigga all your life
    And he got a twisted alterier motive
    And he just wanna see you do bad

    See a smile on your face all day
    So he just acting like your friend when he is really your enemy
    Or your best friend can become your enemy
    Through the, through the the jealousy so we call those frienemies

    Knew him since a child, played cops and robbers
    My best partner grew up to be monsters
    Stayed in my crib, ate out my fridge
    We was on a grind, even wore the same clothes

    My brother, fucked the same hoes
    His beef was mine, even had the same foe
    We was inseparable, joined at the hip
    I let you get the checks, I kept the joints on the hit

    And what happened, the sneaky hating
    Niggas in your ear and a plan deviating
    Snakes in the grass just waiting for the moment
    Niggaz on your team and they're really your opponent

    Play the game and you know goes booments
    Mama said friends come by the dozen
    Know I'm feeling for their guns when I hug em'
    I hate them from a close, from a distance I could love em'

    Frienemies, frienemies
    The ones you kept close, the ones you love the most
    Frienemies
    You know who you kiss, you know who you lift
    This shit is getting scary

    Frenemies, frienemies
    The ones you kept secret, you had plans to make it
    Frienemies
    You can smell the danger
    Over the money best friends become strangers

    Bailed you out of jail, wait, let me backtrack
    First you came home then I got your ass a deal
    Fresh out the can, signed a quarter mill
    Running through the paper, buying copes and popping pills

    Money got low, you started acting ill
    You grew desperation, once again you got nailed
    Someone got killed, conspiracy
    And even still I bailed you out of jail

    Without me you would be facing in a pale
    But who knew dis, you would be Judas
    But in the process flew you in the world
    Put diamonds on your neck like you was my little girl

    Put money in your pocket like you was my son Su
    Food in your stomach like you was my son Pooh
    The streets talk, heard you partnered Tru
    Now you talkin' shit like you really wanna do it

    A will-wack the type that deceive you
    Your mama should have told you never bite the hand that feed you
    Caught me off guard, I met you through my man
    I let my guards down and accepted you as fam

    Told you get a chair, let you eat at the table
    Never thought that he would be ungrateful
    But guess what, I own the pub and the label
    So if a nigga feeling itchy, I got killers on the paper

    Frienemies, frienemies
    The ones you kept close, the ones you love the most
    Frienemies
    You know who you kiss, you know who you lift
    This shit is getting scary

    Frenemies, frienemies
    The ones you kept secret, you had plans to make it
    Frienemies
    You can smell the danger
    Over the money best friends become strangers

    Hope y'all paying attention, keep y'all eyes open
    Hope I ain't wasting my breathe
    About this shit that I'm talking about 'cause it's so real
    You gotta watch these niggas around you
    'Cause you never know whose who now a days

    And all of our love we be showing
    They might not be showing the same type of love back
    Matter of fact they might not be in there for your best interest

    See an alterier motive is hard to see when
    You've known a person for so long
    Or you've became a custom to their ways
    But you gotta stay on fifty, you gotta stay on fifty

    'Cause you got some people that think like
    If niggas is moving fast like that then karma will get em'
    But sometimes karma don't come around fast enough
    To handle the situation
    But sometimes for us to learn a lesson we go way to far

    Then the consequences become way too heavy
    That's what I'm trying to let learn from experience
    And please don't be naive to the fact that the nigga next to you
    Could be the nigga that set you up for failure or even kill you

    You know how the game go and you gotta watch these bitches
    These trifilling bitches, man, they set you up for failure too
    You know, they're in there for the money, man, gold digging bitches
    It's a fucked up world but you probably won't even get a chance
    You know, might put you up in a gang

    Frienemies


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