Friend or Foe Curren$y & Statik Selektah

[Intro]
Yeah
'Fore I even hit this joint I wanna say free C-Style, L

[Chorus]
(Friend or foe)
We got things to do, we got money to get
We got bitches to hit, we got shows to rip
That's my nigga, uh

[Verse 1]
Street lights on the candy paint
Make them hoes on the stroll feel some kind of way
Lost 'em turned out, say she need a place to stay
But to roll with the winners, you gotta carry your weight
I never had a minute for lazy bitches, that's bad for business
Can't take the heat, get out the kitchen 'cause we always in here
With the stove on, pots whippin', scrapin' the side
We servin' pot sticker, my nigga, we never die
Jet Life, brick levels, original tough guy
Before you approach, know the history, it could get sticky
Always smoking, I'm always rolling
So when one done, the other one waiting for me
Like what up homie?
Freaky bitches and polices putting cuffs on me
Plus these niggas talkin' 'bout they gon' pull up on me
Get it together
Canal Street boys, we been the crew forever
Always outside like the weather