Who Your Around - Meek Mill, Mary J. Blige

One Night I prayed to God

I asked could he please remove the enemies from my life

And before you know it I started losing friends

Somebody who you’re around wants to clip your wings and shoot you down

But its okay to keep enemies close

As long as you know, just make sure you know who you’re around

Y’all was like my brothers

I considered y’all as folks

And I remember nights sipping liquor making toasts

Talking about the life, trying to get it slinging dope

Niggas say I changed, but you niggas changed first

And fuck all this money nigga, we was fam first

Looking at me ballin, know that instagram hurt

Cuz you was supposed to be that nigga in that damn ghost

I would have rolled for you even in the same herse

Same cemetary, burry me in the same dirt

We had a plan, but I guess it ain’t work

«B.H we straight,"that was the motto my nigga

I got rich first, you was supposed to follow my nigga

I’m gone

And Dat Nigga Lil

Shit I can’t believe you (not you)

That’s what that syrup and that weed do?

And when I came home I tried to feed you

And every song I was yellin free you (Free Dat Nigga Lil)

And if you bled I was down to bleed too

Now when I ride by I breeze through

I don’t even stop, ain’t a need to

And you the one that left nigga, I ain’t leave you

Shit got realer, niggas got richer

I said the money train coming, niggas missed it

I even tried to spin back around to come and get you

But niggas wanted more from me then my own sister

They want more than my mother

More than Omelly, and that nigga like my brother

Greedy motherfucker

Crazy thing about it, I don’t hate em, I still love em

I might have said things, I never said fuck em

But I’m a live my life, get the money, ball hard

Still sending earned money for his calling cards

Rick ain’t complaining, he got life behind bars

And he still calling me, bet you he ain’t calling y’all

Cuz none of y’all niggas ain’t send him shit yet

None of y’all niggas send him pics yet

I’m still writing money orders, sending big checks

And remember when it rains, niggas get wet

Gone

I still love niggas

But its like we just grew apart

If you don’t grind, you don’t shine

Half my niggas still around, and we all shining hard

Gone