Within Myself lyrics

[Hook]
I really appreciate, my friends
For being b*tch ass n*ggas, made me appreciate the n*gga within myesef
Ain't no love, I won't pretend it's felt
I know you n*ggas wanna spend my wealth, (but I ain't f*cking wit ya)
I really appreciate, my friends
For being b*tch ass n*ggas, made me appreciate the n*gga within myself
So don't run up, cause I'll defend myself
I'm trying to live not to be seeing my death, (so I ain't f*cking with ya)

[Z-Ro]
Friends, just ain't friends no mo'
So all that one hundred my n*gga, can C-Walk up out the do'
It's so cold, the way the partnas do a partna when he broke
Show no love, therefor my love ain't in the hood no mo'

[Trae]
Like we ain't peep the sh*t, for what it is
Why the f*ck they riding with us, now we ain't come up as kids
I see right through em, so I'm quick to get my mug on
And when they try me, I'll be quick to get my slug on

[Z-Ro]
Remember we use to live in the drug zone, Ridgevan
n*gga respect my residence, or get one in your wig man
Z-Ro the Crooked done learned his lesson, depending on his people they no-shows
Won't even help a n*gga change a flat tire, unless I got some 4's
[Trae]
So ain't no being friendly f*ck friendly, better get they ass away
And everytime I hit the block, I'm out of my trunk with the AK
Telling n*ggas back away, before they put me in my mood
Dude it'll be best to not know me, I ain't the one to use

[Z-Ro]
b*tch n*ggas I use to call my dogs, and even aces
Can't escape me cause I'm everywhere, I see the worry in they faces
Mad cause a n*gga making it, can't crush a n*gga pride
Cause I'm an instrument to this rap game, like brail letters to the blind

[Trae]
I appreciate these b*tch n*ggas, for showing me the way
The mob patrol up in this b*tch, and all the roaches getting sprayed
sh*t be crazy, they only roll the way they quick to hit the show
But when you broke and out of your do', they out the do' ready to go

[Z-Ro]
Long as they don't come back no mo', it's all gravy
Cause I've been falling out, with so many mo'f*ckers lately
Remember when, my records didn't spin and I ain't had no ends
Y'all n*ggas ain't f*ck with me, I'm one deep till the world end

[Trae]
And I swear to God, it's still f*ck them n*ggas
If I wasn't worked up seven figgas, they wouldn't f*ck around with this n*gga
They wouldn't be by my side, they wouldn't be screaming Trae
They wouldn't be in my mix, that's why I keep they ass away
[Hook]