[Chorus]
You ain’t my homie
You ain’t my homie
You ain’t my homie no
You ain’t my homie no
You ain’t my homie
I ain’t you homie
No, we ain’t homie that all
No, we ain’t homie that all

[Verse 1]
What happened to you
What you fell up again
We use to kick you off but now enough you’re not the same
And you changed, I think that I would fuck with that bitch
Can’t believe you leave it and you come ask me that shit but, you did
And now I feel the shit’s getting ugly my heart is hungry
Fuck you what you still feeling jump
You need to slow us down, but only the facts
Put your pipe down and shake the monkey fuck you back
You need to chop it with the bullshit that you get in
My nans stays in line and when it’s 50 keep it darling
Shhhh
No telephone is never for you fail until my kindness over witness
I see you trying to keep the sock in the doll over he said she secret shifu
And that’s a weird shit that ain’t you steelo
You went from ten to zero have my total fucking loyalty
Pesci and De Nirom but fuck it
Now it’s just a thing in the past if we meet up in the mirror
Fuck the Tonka with blacks cuz that’s your ass
I use the phony trick and never in your mother fucking life call me you on me bitch cuz…
[Chorus]
You ain’t my homie
You ain’t my homie
You ain’t my homie no
You ain’t my homie no
You ain’t my homie
I Ain’t you homie
No we ain’t homie that all
No we ain’t homie that all

[Verse 2]
You walk around with your head up, but You went down
When you work out with you should trade shit You fucking clowns
Play the part if you want you but we know the real
You lock it up before you’d ever think of a push to steal
You ain’t a ride a little wet so quit acting hard
And all the ink that you got blasted on the East George harbors
Fake get your steel cuz your shit through
Now I’m putting on the theater when I see you
I come before the neck cuz I’m head bust
What you used to be You ain’t no more motherfuck
I quit to say what I’m all about
You piece of shit you keep the south about your fucking mouth
I wicked lick my finger moving up and down the page
And my heart is steady beat is full of fucking rage
I’m in the cage right and lyrics bitch you know what’s up
I’m doing what I’m a real kid that we don’t give a fuck
So all you think it’s wanna be gangsters now you casket blow me
So Why you Bobby your head remember bitch you’re ain’t my own
[Chorus]
You ain’t my homie
You ain’t my homie
You ain’t my homie no
You ain’t my homie no
You ain’t my homie
I ain’t your homie
No we ain’t homie that all
No we ain’t homie that all

[Verse 3]
Here I go once again I was getting worse
Literally I’m causing trauma to your ears burst
No pulling punches okay that’s my gear down
I’m pulling covers like a punch on target shit now
And baby face you would ask race to the southern structure
Now tree you know better than a fucking buster
Claim to be a rider but you not dog
You run around like you were killing
You ain’t our dough
You just a goofy in a tank full of big fishes
Trying to hide out but I see you walk the lower snitches
Dress up like bitches in knocking with your straw hats
Scattered that hat at the cage trying to dodge this rap
And now you dug another dummy laying in the cup
And you got deal with them see you’re fucking with them guns
You fucking pumpkin if I’m wrong they come out to play
Came up with the jacket that they get you bitches says you gay
If I fell a motherfucker, you ain’t from my city
Where their dancers come to play young, we show no pity
From the rooftop to the payment yeah, the city blocks
Off on the west coast we gaming and we bust on cops
I don’t associate with who do well at fucking bitches
Or even walk the light with all the fucking snitches
Live him in snitches when I’m catch him Now you maggots blow me
Let’s get it straight for the record bitch you’re ain’t my homie
[Chorus]
You ain’t my homie
You ain’t my homie
You ain’t my homie no
You ain’t my homie no
You ain’t my homie
I ain’t you homie
No we ain’t homie that all
No we ain’t homie that all