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 onAll 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 growsGrew 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'sAnd 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 callIt'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 shameI 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 lowlyAnd 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 instantWho 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 callWell it's ninety one and I'm livin' kinda swell now
But I hear that you're going through some hell pal
But life makin' records ain't easy
It ain't what I expected it's hectic it's sleazyBut I guess that the streets is harder
Trying to survive in the life of a young godfather
My homies is making it elsewhere
Striving, working nine to five with no health careWe both had dreams of being great
But his deferred and blurred and changed in shaped
It's fate, it wasn't my choice to make
To be great, I'm giving it all it takesTrying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes
I gotta take, my place or fall from grace
The foolish way, the pace is quick and great
Smiling face, to hide the trace of hateBut my homie would never do me wrong
That's why I wrote this song, if you ever need me it's on
No matter who the foe they must fall
Us against them all I'm down to brawl if my homies call