Everybody lyrics

[Intro]
Why the f*ck these n*ggas wanna go against the grain
Why the f*ck these n*ggas wanna drag a n*gga name
Ayy
True story
Oo

[Verse 1]
I know some n*ggas who hurt me (they hurt me)
A couple b*tches who hurt me (they hurt me)
The jury don't want me to make it (make it)
The DA I know that he working (oh he working)
Prosecutors wanna hound me (what)
I'm hoping they don't do me dirty (do me dirty)
This 40 I got that b*tch dirty (bow)
Shoota on go , he shoot perfect (what)

[Verse 2: Boosie]
I gotta a hunnid on me (on me)
The devil write me in my sleep (oh he do)
I break a b*tch in a week, lil b*tch I'm not what you think (yeah)
I stood in the field with my Hittas, i kept that rocket on me ( i do)
Hate that i had to get rid of my n*ggas, i heard they was plottin on me (oh it’s true)
For the love of money, my homies they turned they backs
Same n*ggas that still owe me on the pack say they got jake me
My closest friends, i knew since we were kids, say they gone whack me
But ian lien, I'm slanging nine
&‘ b*tch they know that, so get at me
Everybody ain’t your friend
Everybody ain’t your partna
Everybody ain’t no real n*gga, if I say I got you
When it’s f*cked up, get’s f*cked up, just hold it down and keep it solid
And when you not around, I protect your name, I won’t let a n*gga talk about you
[Chorus]
Everybody ain't yo friend
Everybody ain't yo partna
Everybody ain't no real n*gga, if I say I gotchu, I gotchu
When its f*cked up, it gets f*cked up, just hold it down and keep it solid
And when you not around, I protect yo name
I won't let a n*gga talk about you
Everybody ain't yo friend
Everybody ain't yo partna
Everybody ain't no real n*gga, if I say I gotchu, I gotchu
When its f*cked up, it gets f*cked up, just hold it down and keep it solid
And when you not around, I protect yo name
I won't let a n*gga talk about you

[Verse 2]
I would've killed for you n*ggas (n*ggas)
Now I can't deal with you n*ggas (I can't cuz)
Talking to the grim reaper
Finna get rid of you n*ggas (uh)
So sick of these n*ggas (I am)
Claiming they hittas and killas (they not)
Showing out for them b*tches
Flexing on Instagram pictures (you ah dub)
Put it on my life on my momma we gon' be straight (yeahhh yeah)
My partna looked me in my face before I took that case (and what he do)
Then the n*gga turned state
Other homie turned snake (he pus*y)
But I kept it real with these n*ggas
How could they do me that way (yeah)
I was broke den a b*tch, so I'm hustling
I'm on my grind yeah (on my grind yeah)
Worked my way up to a quarter pound, selling dime bags (dime bags)
Spent 250 for the sheeps (sheeps)
This thunder cooked 'em, he in the leaps
My n*ggas hit me for some zips (he did)
Shouldn't have showed him where it is (f*ck)
[Chorus]
Everybody ain't yo friend
Everybody ain't yo partna
Everybody ain't no real n*gga, if I say I gotchu, I gotchu
When its f*cked up, it gets f*cked up, just hold it down and keep it solid
And when you not around, I protect yo name
I won't let a n*gga talk about you
Everybody ain't yo friend
Everybody ain't yo partna
Everybody ain't no real n*gga, if I say I gotchu, I gotchu
When its f*cked up, it gets f*cked up, just hold it down and keep it solid
And when you not around, I protect yo name
I won't let a n*gga talk about you

[Outro]
Have you ever gave yo last twenty dollars to a n*gga that you love
And that same n*gga you call yo partna talk about you, drag yo name thru the mud