I gave yall my all, thru the arguing and brawls I never turned my back on any one of yall From going thru withdrawals, why I never got a call The main reason why I had to get from round yall To put it in perspective, still feeling the same Held in Frustration now turned into pain A lot of long nights, and still drinking the same Lost myself in the process and feeling ashamed Can I trust anybody anytime of the day? A select few out the crew from back in the day Can I still be a King without the sound of a K Can u still pronounce Jamaal without the sound of the J Who's your friends who's your enemies their 1 in the same Playing these games of charades sabotaging the game Cocking a fully loaded pistol as they raise it and aim Such a shame all this jealousy and envy on their brain Chorus: Who's your friends who's your enemies their 1 in the same What you put ins what you get out that the fairest exchange