His Homies

He takes a step outside his door
Looks left and right to make sure
It's safe to step outside
And if anyone is watching him

I'm not sure he realizes that
He is dealing his way to death
His homies aren't his homies
They are now his enemies Now

And they're the ones
He need to be worried about
Not the police anymore

His homies are gonna be the gun
To his head when it comes
Right down to it

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