Verse One:



Ever since you was a pee-wee, down by my knee with a wee-wee

We been coochie-coo all through school, you and me G

Back in the days we played practical jokes on

everybody smoked with they locs and the yolks on

All through high school, girls by the dozens

Sayin we cousins, knowin that we wasn't

But like the old saying goes

Times goes on, and everybody grows

Grew apart, had to part, went our own ways

You chose the dope gaaaane, my microphone pays

In many ways we were paid in the old days

So far away from the crazies with AK's

And though I been around clowning with the Underground

I'm still down with my homies from the hometown

And if you need, need anything at all

I drop it all for y'all, if my homies call



Verse Two:



It's a shame, you chose the dope game

Now you slang cane on the streets with no name

It was plain that your aim was mo' cane

You got game now you run with no shame

I chose rappin tracks to make stacks

In fact I travel the map with raps that spray cats

But now I don't wanna down my homie

No matter how low you go you're not lowly

And I, hear that you made a few enemies

But when you need a friend you can depend on me, call

If you need my assistance there'll be no resistance

I'll be there in an instant

Who am I to judge another brother, only on his cover

I'd be no different than the other

H-to-the-O-to-the-M-to-the-I-to-the-E

I'm down to the E-N-D

Cause it's a fall in no time at all

I'm down for y'all, when my homies call

Word, if my homies call



Verse Three:



Well it's ninety-one and I'm livin kinda swell now

But I hear that you're going through some hell pal

Bu