808 Mafia - Neva Again lyrics

I don't know where to start, I don't know how to start I don't where to begin, f** it I'm going straight in I guess you mad because I choose the beats over the streets sh** ain't the same homie, thought you was my main homie You put dirt on my name homie, got with n***as and changed on me I keep that thang on me, better stay in your lane homie sh** been going crazy since I started buzzin I ain't expect this sh** from my cousin, it's like When I was at the bottom you was going hard to me Now I'm on top and you don't even talk to me I started getting shows for 2500 a piece And choppin it up, making sure all of us eat You don't want the best for me, you rather see me in jail or decease You went that way cuz you wanted to, I f** with you f** n***a tell the truth You pose to be right here with BGE, you pose to be with me ridin in the coupe n***as that I slicked? How? On social sites talking foul Saying how they gon do this and that Saying sh** they ain't bout Saying how I'm unloyal, saying how I ain't keep it real I'm the one to put you in position to make money, how I ain't keep it real? Saying how they made money, saying how they don't f** with him sh** n***a, if it's that easy, then let me see you make another one Fronted me, I curved em, I was leaking I was hurtin' Now I'm foreign whips swerving, coming thru the Jackson no Curtis n***as ain't trustworthy, on the real steal from they friends A b**h f**ed me over, broke my heart and I told myself never again See, a n***a like me done been through sh** and gon' go through sh** It's just how you gon' overcome that sh** See, I emerged from the mud, from the struggle From the bottom for real I put my heart and my soul into this sh** here I done dreamed and dreamed and wished and prayed I get to the position I'm in today See I done f**ed over and been f**ed over It's bad, what's up with you my n***a It's sad, it's coming from you my n***a You rooting for n***as that won't even give you a dime I put in my effort and time to grind and shine n***as form my hood trippin' But I'm still walking home, Tennessee with me n***as really in they feelings Cuz I f** with Gotti and big homie f** with me But it's still Bread Gang and CMG But it's still Bread Gang and CMG I don't know where a n***a begin It's like the richer I get I'm losing my friends You gotta watch these hoes, they some liars and then Lay up with you, pretend and then f** your friend Neva again