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3 started off being friends to the end
up in a time that turned boys to men
Carlo was the one, the little girls liked him
And all the little niggaz in the hood, wanted to him

But Carlo, main nigga wasn't having that
James had boxing and left niggaz laying flat
All of us 12 or 13 at the
Drinking wine and smokin' brown bag dimes

I was writing rhyme in class at school
Waitin' for the bell to ring so we can go and pool
One day, some up the niggaz came talking shit
Bragin' on they clique and how many they click with

Tryin' to some extra clip shit, them niggaz so for real
James so cool to get with fucked his grill
Carlo, that nigga pulled a 22
got some heat too, what the fuck we gonna do?

Bust and hit the door, now we in the alleyway
Running, heart pumpin' fast tryin' to see day
Blessed to the mayhem
Time and time again, we escaped the

Yo, what's been goin' on
Man, that shit down dogg
What's goin' down with
I heard you got rich, uh?
You don't fuck around us
In the no more, uh?

You know it's how shit changes, right?
How life can loosen up a friendship that's so
Years after all the horseplay and crimes
Us being homeboys, didn't seem so

Years of just fuckin' around, rappin' in the
Found me with a gold album, tryin' to live my good
Carlo got with 8 keys in a minivan
Somewhere in Tex, Arcan, doin' about a man

That nigga James, straight cutthroat on them
Robbin' boys, gettin' what the fuck he want
The game changed, now you gotta play with
Now I have to ask

Do you remember your childhood, back
You didn't have to have loot, to friends
Now it's all about your Benjamin's, cash flow
And if a fuck with that, he better know

changed everything, between us
And if I see you in the streets, I bust
You used to be a to me, one I could trust
Now if you see me in the streets, you bust

One day, I'm on my way to the studio, ya
up a zip of hay, after I drop off my kids
Flippin' the hood, seen James with his little crew
Blue rags up, in a drop top

Bloodshot eyes, I could the dip burnin'
Bumpin' DJ Squeaky, flashin' the earnin'
He asked Carlo, well what can I say?
I write him when I get a chance but I pray for him

Lookin' at my ride, tellin' me nigga you up
with that rappin' stuff, I guess you just forgot about us
Na cat, it ain't like that, I eat
That's when James clicked and pulled out his fuckin'

I hit the gas, he kept till the clip was empty
17 shots and didn't hot nip me
Quickly, grabbed my and opened it up wide
The nigga on the passenger instantly died

James bailed, I gave chase, fuck the
If I let him live, he'll start incident
12 ago, I never thought I'd see the day
would ever be this way

Do you your childhood, back when
You have to have loot, to have friends
Now it's all about your Benjamin's, your cash
And if a nigga fuck with that, he know

changed everything, between us
And if I see you in the streets, I gotta
You used to be a friend to me, one I trust
Now if you see me in the streets, you bust