Best Friends lyrics

[Verse 1: Payroll Giovanni]
That's my motherf*cking dude
My n*gga til the end, f*ck with him, you getting blue
Started out young, hustling for shoes
Now it's coupes, talking cash sh*t, out the moon roof
We sold a lil this and that
I had the plug, he had the cliantell, together, we was getting rqacks
Attracting rats, every b*tch wanna f*ck us
Other n*ggas' hoes love us, so these n*ggas mean mug us
We like brothers, he was more stunting
I was more hustling, tryna keep sh*t pumping
His weakness was b*tches, he stayed treating [?]
We getting dough but ain't rich, I told him stock that sh*t
We shinеd [?], moving in the dark
Started hustling sloppy, now we do it with an arc
I told him if you wanna last long, play it smart
Gеtting money til death do us part
Chears

[Verse 2: Payroll Giovanni]
A couple days pass, then he ohe me for a package
But I ain't trippin, I know my partner gon' have it
Call him, he ain't answer, I ain't think sh*t 'bout it
He probably somewhere with his b*tch, drunk as hell clowning
Another day pass, now this sh*t strange
He ain't reply to my text or call for anything
I asked a mutual friend, had he seen him?
He said yeah, matter fact, I'm on my way to meet him
Damn, something fishy
We gotta have a talk
All the money we made, I know he ain't running off
I finally got through to his line, he like yeah
I'm like where you at? I gotta scoop up that bread
He like I'ma have it in a week
Sounding funny
I'm like dude, I need it now, I ohe the plug money
He like I ain't your worker, and you ain't my boss, cuzz
I be right there, what the problem was?

[Verse 3: Payroll Giovanni]
Come to find out, he spent my money on his b*tch
[?] like he rich, and get more than what he get
Usually, I just wipe my hands with and be done
But he running round speaking on my name through the slums
Like dude got me f*cked up, dude think he a boss
I'm the reason why yodda yodda, talking heads off
He got jealous, he ain't have the top slot
Now he down [?] n*ggas, and he ohe me a not
He tryna play me like a b*tch, so now I gotta trip
So hollo tips I sent, to the whip I helped him get
He robbed one of my workers, I pistol whipped his mans
We way past words, we was best friends
Damn, it's crazy how sh*t pan out
I showed this n*gga love, had him all in my house
I still can't believe I ain't peep the jealousy and greed
Wanted to see you ball, now I wanna see you bleed