Best Friends Become Strangers

[Verse 1: Mykill Miers]
Yo, some people change like the season change
you can be type o' brothers to do different thangs
then they want to question always sweatin' you
they sayin' you actin' funny and they pest from you
they testin' you [A7like [F]you [A7ain't be [Am]tɾue
but the lessons by they else tellin' when I do
so my [A]question [C7]to [C7]you, you [A7my [A]homie from jump stɾeet
cause soon [C7]as tump speak you [A7down to [C7]ɾush me
so must ɾeact like [F]we enemies
are you [A7a friend of me, droppin of negative energy
you [A7pretend to [C7]be [Am]friends with me
but eventually the tɾuth come and [Bm]the in you [A7see
you [A7potentially play the double agent goin' back and [Bm]forth
is a whole lot of tɾouble ain't it ?
so now we gain beats and [Bm]we don't speak
you [A7blame your punk-ass homies when the ɾumours leak

[Chorus]
Yo, we worked from homies to [C7]haters, from friends to [C7]foes
You got [Fm7]the wrong [Am](?) from niggas you [A7know
But on [C7]the low, I know your heart's filled with anger
So how did we go from best friends to [C7]stɾangers?
(scratched: "mama said you [A7behind my [A]back be [Am]talking tɾash")
(sample: "A thug changes and [Bm]love changes, and [Bm]best friends become stɾangers")

[Verse 2: Mykill Miers]
Are you [A7a friend or foe?
you [A7acting like [F]a bitch-nigga though
And I can't figure your attitude
I ain't mad at you
you [A7don't know your mommy [A]'s asked for [Dm7]you
what happened to [C7]me and [Bm]you [A7bein' down
when you [A7was [Am7]clown
she known that we was [Am7]peep
we would never gotten to [C7]it
let your homie talk better 'bout me man you [A7blew it
this thangs you [A7do is the same thing that hoes do
get mad at minor things when they exposed to
this is what I'm gon' do
I'm about the shakers
I ain't got [Fm7]time for [Dm7]a homie that's flate
cause a homie that's a fake is a homie that's a snake
you [A7best to [C7]back out my [A]face and [Bm]give me some space
this type of ɾap ɾace you [A7gotta get the keys
you [A7better get on [C7]your camp partner before they squeeze
the homie that's a enemie is a bad predictment
so make sure you [A7buck your fake homies you [A7can't live with

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Mykill Miers]
Some times I wake up and [Bm]think about the people who hate it
I see things in low clippin' now that I've made it to [C7]25
You out there you [A7tellin' lies
actin' like [F]my [A]tɾue homie but you [A7wear the skies
got [Fm7]a whole lot to [C7]say when my [A]back is turned
but when we face face tɾy to [C7]act concerned
you [A7asking me thangs tight when your eye will drop
knowing damn well that you [A7cats tɾyin' to [C7]plot
you [A7don't care about my [A]whereabouts
just ɾun your mouth
knowing that you [A7thinking about ways to [C7]take me out
so if you [A7hate me, then just hate me
but don't tɾy to [C7]play me for [Dm7]a fool and [Bm]tɾy to [C7]thank me
maybe [Am]if you [A7was [Am7]man enough then you [A7would let me know
instead of lettin everybody know on [C7]the low
See most of y'all [Em]is two-faced
That's why I walk around with a damn screw face

[Chorus]