[Intro: Justice Allah]
Hey, what's up K? Man I hate to even come at you like this bro, but you know the girl done put me out again man. I gotta get this job thang goin on Monday. I just need somewhere to chill for a couple of days man, what's up?
[Verse 1: K-Rino]
You was broke and almost homeless, didn't have one dime
And lived with every member of your family at least two times
Wore out you welcome everywhere you went you would overextend
Last resort you moved in with your one true friend
In the beginning, it was cool, jobs you tried to pursue
Hitting spots and filling out an application or two
And when you finally got a gig, after a week you was through
You worked a while and quit, talking about it wasn't for you
Running traffic through your boy' crib getting drunk and high
Laying around the house and eating food that you didn't buy
You bumming money from him everyday and using his ride
And any cash you did come across you stashed it aside
The tables turned and you came up, and got on your feet
Your boy fell off and was an inch away from being in the street
After you bled him dry and used him up and did what you do
He came to you, need the same help and you got brand new
[Hook]
Man you was wrong for that, you was wrong for that
On the cool, y'all been kicking it too long for that
I can't believe you that dirty, you're too grown for that
And all the stunts that you pulled homie, they're gonna come back
Hey, what's up K? Man I hate to even come at you like this bro, but you know the girl done put me out again man. I gotta get this job thang goin on Monday. I just need somewhere to chill for a couple of days man, what's up?
[Verse 1: K-Rino]
You was broke and almost homeless, didn't have one dime
And lived with every member of your family at least two times
Wore out you welcome everywhere you went you would overextend
Last resort you moved in with your one true friend
In the beginning, it was cool, jobs you tried to pursue
Hitting spots and filling out an application or two
And when you finally got a gig, after a week you was through
You worked a while and quit, talking about it wasn't for you
Running traffic through your boy' crib getting drunk and high
Laying around the house and eating food that you didn't buy
You bumming money from him everyday and using his ride
And any cash you did come across you stashed it aside
The tables turned and you came up, and got on your feet
Your boy fell off and was an inch away from being in the street
After you bled him dry and used him up and did what you do
He came to you, need the same help and you got brand new
[Hook]
Man you was wrong for that, you was wrong for that
On the cool, y'all been kicking it too long for that
I can't believe you that dirty, you're too grown for that
And all the stunts that you pulled homie, they're gonna come back
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