Lyrics:

One night i prayed to god..i asked could he please remove my enemies from my life. And before you know it i started losing friends..

Verse 1
Ya'll was like my brothers i considered yall folks, and i remember nights sippin liquor makin toasts. Talkin bout the life tryna get it slingin dope, and niggas say i changed but you niggas changed first. And fuck all this money nigga, we was fam first. Lookin at me ballin, know that instagram hurt, cause you was sposed to be that nigga in that damn Ghost, i woulda rode for you even in the same Hurst. Same cemetary, bury me in the same dirt. We had a plan but i guess it ain't work, bh we straight, that was the motto my nigga. I got rich first, you was sposed to follow my nigga.

Verse 2
And that nigga lil, shit i can't believe you. That's what the syrup and that weed do. And when i came home i tried to feed you, and every song i was screamin free you. And if you bled iw as down to bleed to, now when i ride by i breeze through. I don't even stop, it ain't a need to. You the one that left nigga, i ain't leave you. Shit got realer, niggas got richer. I said the money train comin, niggas missed it. I even tried to spin back around and come and getcha, but niggas wanted more from me than my own sister

Verse 3
They wanted more than my mother, more than Omelly and that nigga like brother, greedy mothafucker. Crazy thing about it i don't hate him, i still love him. and i mighta said things, i never said fuck em. But imma live my life, get the money, ball hard. Still sending Ern money for his callin cards. Rick ain't complainin, he got life behind bars. And he still callin me, betcha he ain't callin yall. Cause none of yall niggas aint send him shit yet, none of yall niggas aint send him pics yet. I'm still writin money orders, sendin big checks. And remember when it rain, niggas get wet