Better Friend ft. Clēsh & Cherry Thomas Lyrics

To be honest I don't know what I'mma do

I sent the call to voicemail cause I ain't recognize it's you

I listened to it

You acting like you changed

But every time you said you did that you was playing games

Now you got me trippin on myself

You the one that got me into this

You the one that helped

We was organizing shows

I was pushing artistry

I would work a flow

You would work the marketing

Those drugs in my system must've had my vision coddled maybe

I ain't know that you was sipping bottles on the daily

I ain't know what you was into

Maybe that's the problem

Spent time on myself

And you was down with mob with

Never took the time to ask if you was all right

Even though we hit them freestyles all night

Could've asked how you were mentally

That's what you do for a friend in need

Should have asked how you were mentally

But I didn't

And that's the problem with a friend like me

Window in my brain wasn't open

Had those rose colored lenses on

What the fuck was I thinking

Should've been better

Been a better friend

Now it's crazy that you're gone

Playground living to a hole in the ground

Now we're six feet under

Wave to the reaper

Should have been better

Should have been a better

Could have been a better friend

To be honest I don't know what I'mma do

Got a call about the homie

Guess he didn't make it through

Just last week that we was talking

You was acting iffy

Told you I was busy though

With some music but I wasn't

I was watching music videos

At the crib I had just moved to

Only five blocks away from you

I should have slid through

Even for an hour just to say whats up

You was asking for a helping hand

Felt like I shut you up

Seem like yesterday we was in the shed chugging keystones

Went to your funeral today now I can't be home

Drove through the canyon it was raining

Window was down and the radio was playing

I could barely breathe

I just kept accelerating

Sometimes you just ain't give a fuck if you ain't got no explanations

Could've asked how you were mentally

That's what you do for a friend in need

Should've asked how you were mentally

But I didn't and that's the problem with a friend like me

Window in my brain wasn't open

Had those rose colored lenses on

What the fuck was I thinking

Should've been better

Been a better friend

Now its crazy that you're gone

Playground living to a hole in the ground

Now we're six feet under

Wave to the reaper

To the reaper

Should have been better

Should have been a better