Errybody Not Your Friend 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)
I gotta 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 (Nah)
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 gon' jack me
My closest friends I knew since we were kids say they gon' whack me
But Ian lien, I'm slanging nine
&' b*tch they know that, so get at me
[Chorus]
Everybody ain't yo' friend
Everybody ain't yo' partna
Everybody ain't no real n*gga, if I say I got you, I got you
When it's 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 got you, I got you
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 (Yeah, 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 got you, I got you
When it's 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 got you, I got you
When it's 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