This is a song about "Good friend"

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

I'm a dangerous enemy, even more so a friend

Throw your money in the air

My best friend who's not there

Motherfucking thugs, my best friend bit the metal for good,

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

And she wanted the parts of my friend

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Im starving for blood my friend

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

Don't worry for in the lord you have a friend

I thought you were a friend

Hold my tears i tried my best

Lot of intuition, i ain't never finished college

Good morning texts from my girl and her friend bitch