Part Two...
Yall read Part One, well this is Part Two...
I dont want to be ur friend, yeah thats plain to see/
So you do you, while I do me/
And I guess this means, that this is the end/
Cause all you had to do was answer a couple questions/
But I didn't get an answer, and I don't know why/
I guess that means that i'm not worthy of a reply/
And i'm not even trippin over the fact that you dont like/
Me, to hate you for that i'm not that type of guy/
But we dont even talk no more, or even have fun/
I guess when you get new friends, thats when you diss the old ones/
You can't say that I wasn't there for you from day one/
So to question my loyalty, I would be the wrong one/
And you told my friend that she was tryna mess up ur game/
So for you to play with our friendship, yeah that's a shame/
I guess thats the penalty for being real with somebody/
And because of you, you made it hard for me to trust anybody/
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