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Talking 'bout them times when I was by myself I would always be looking for somebody else But as time went on I had a talk with my mind Friends like you and you I gotta leave behind And I'm so, you call me your friend but you only want my gifts And I'll never see you if I had no loot I'll never see them I'm just glad I know the truth And I'm paying my own bills And I'll never ever depend on you Friends and enemies around me every day I can't believe half the things they say Taking me for granted giving no credit at all I'll just keep bouncing like a bouncing ball Everybody seems to disappear on me Can't trust no one as far as I can see If I could be that fly that's on the wall Listening to my friends talk about it all You call me your friend But you only want my gifts And I'll never see you if I had no loot I'll never see them I'm just glad I know the truth And I'm paying my own bills And I'll never ever depend on you Sons of Soul, y'all I don't mean to step on nobody's foot, but ah When I need somebody there's nobody to call When they need me My phone rings off the wall But these are my friends And that so what they say Constantly taking from me every day, you say You call me your friend But you only want my gifts And I'll never see you if I had no loot I'll never see them I'm just glad I know the truth And I'm paying my own bills And I'll never ever depend on you Sons of Soul, y'all I don't mean to step on nobody's foot, but ah Na-na-na eh, na-na-na eh Na-na-na eh, na-na-na eh Na-na-na eh, na-na-na eh Na-na-na eh, na-na-na eh You call me your friend But you only want my gifts And I'll never see you if I had no loot I'll never see them I'm just glad I know the truth And I'm paying my own bills And I'll never ever depend on you You call me your friend But you only want my gifts And I'll never see you if I had no loot I'm just glad I know the truth And I'm paying my own bills And I'll never ever depend on you You call me your friend But you only want my gifts And I'll never see you if I had no loot I'm just glad I know the truth And I'm paying my own bills And I'll never ever depend on you
Writer(s): Raphael Saadiq, Stephen Lee Cropper, O'shea Jackson, Eddie Floyd, Anthony D. Wheaton, John M. Bautista, Willie L. Harris Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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