This is a song about "Friends and enemies"

Not too many options when you coming from the projects

Going hard on the weekend with parties and friends

The enemies they faced, restlessly, and they couldn't show no empathy/

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

My friends and fam hear me,

And just because my fate that i hate making enemies

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends

With serious impedence, shake hands and say let's be friends/

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

Attacking and savaging my enemies

Bein' a woman, a black woman at that, no doubt

Damn... no friends, no enemies- i guess they even out

Keep your friends close and your enemies closer

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for