The Friends Strangers - Wale

I keep my friends close, enemies on a leash like

Me and my haters is literally Siamese

I can define me but if I let my friends do it

They’d tell you I’m some bipolar, hard drug user

The J gets smaller, I’m loving my zone

Though surrounded by an entourage, I feel like I’m alone

A long way from normal, I try to keep it cordial

I made some new friends, meet recorder and touring

Shout out to my nigga, it’s now for a nigga

Know some niggas back home ain’t proud of a nigga

They don’t see my vision, grown man mission

They all see my life from a childish position

I’m the mouth of the District, nobody work harder

My heart is in the monuments, saliva’s is in the harbor

So tell me all my followers, am I wrong for barking?

Am I wrong for thinking I was better off in college?

At least I’d be stable, yeah, slightly less popular

But wouldn’t be the topic of my few friends talking

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

I do self evaluate, yeah, I know I’ve got some problems

Can’t change who I am, I just try to get better

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

And you all will respect that

Yeah

You always say you wasn’t ready for no man

But I wasn’t having that, I gave you everything I had

Now everything I had are the very things you have

Tricking, king of the court, small forward, Cavs

Where your whereabouts baby?

I care about you lady

And I bet you all them letters in your mailbox waiting

And I ain’t never plan to be famous

So I’m a take that rubber off, I wouldn’t mind having babies

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

Look me in my eyes, say if you take it I’m a give it

And if I give it to you, don’t you treat me like them bitches

Please Wale, she used to call me 'Le

One day she called me early, to tell me that she late

Fuck you mean?

See my hands start to shake

I ain’t looking in her eyes but her face

Cause tears falling down make me ache

We should just ignore it, you know we can’t afford it

She said I cannot believe that you say we should abort it

I will not support it, what happened to you courting?

And I ain’t want no nigga from the jump, you ignored it

You just had to force it, you had to keep going

Now that little pre cum gone be having me swollen

As we go forward, I came back from touring

The DNA result, congrats ex-boyfriend

Smiles and handshakes everywhere I go

Girlfriends, groupies, then I’m all alone

So confused, these strange relationships

I think I’ve got some enemies disguised as friends