Tappin' In (feat. Darrein Safron & Joey Cool)

I got a story to tell, 'bout when I ginormously fell Won't say no names though, 'cause it ain't no game, bro And it ain't no angle makin' no woof tickets for me to sell It's about two buddies in the middle of bout due A lady on the daily puttin' out to One of the buddies, she told him never let his mouth spew Don't let your boy know what's happening 'Cause we were together, plus shacking in That's what you call get [?] back at friends Shoulda told him I was tapping in I was twenty-one She was 40-somethin', say she wanna give me some So I started puttin' Tecca Nina in the lungs Of the photographer that my homie, then he brung But it was a catch, she didn't want a nigga to rap 'Cause her and my homie were together, he'd give her the scratch After every photo-shoot but he'd have a bitter attack If he knew his colleague would shoot me then deliver the snatch So I kept her secret like a dummy, keepin' it professional I didn't tell my homie but I was full of regret, you know? Ridin' out with my homie, out my mouth, ain't no decibels 'Bout when she finished flickin' me, we'd bang out on the sectional I used to throw him hints sayin' I really wanna smash her" Then he would look at me like I was doin' it with laughter said She would never do it, I don't know what you after Out of your league, man you young, broke and plus you a rapper Damn Bros become foes yeah (bros become foes) Lord knows the lovin' was fly though It ain't worth livin' these lies though On my dog (On my dog, On my dog) Yeah I should have told him, I should have told him, I should have told him That I was tappin' in I should have told him, I should have told him I should have told him 'Cause he was a best friend Shoulda told him I was tappin' in Shoulda told him I was tappin' in Shoulda told him I was tappin' in That ain't never what you do to best friends She would pick me up for photo sessions But I didn't tell my homie we were low-low sexin' Man this lady had a body like she was SoloFlex'n So right after work, she let me give her a pogo lesson No confession never told him, I was grinding On his workin' roommate, I was sliming But I messed up and told my other homie But when me and him fell out he told my best friend That I was lyin' all this time and then my homie said Why is you playin' me, I'm hearing too many rumors Yo you got something to say to me, man? You know about my affection for that woman that stay with me You supposed to be my homie, why you fuckin' and fakin'? And then I gotta hear from someone else You selfish man all you think about is your fuckin' self You and her be together, I don't need no one's help I'm feel like I'm finna lose it I don't know what I'ma do But I swear to... Hold on my nigga, you can't be callin' me trippin I'm with my family and I don't know what the hell you talkin About that's fuckin' insanity man Why you lyin' to me bro, you know these people be talkin' And their stories sound the same and you makin' it awkward And I ain't finna be the type to act like this don't really hurts What am I supposed to do 'bout it when I'm at work? You and her, we supposed to be brothers that make it worse And he told me everything y'all be doin', don't do me dirt Don't deny it homie, really you oversteppin' your turf Told me y'all was snappin' photos and you removin' her skirt Even said you shoulda known this fuckin' chick was a flirt Well how you gonna believe every damn thing he say? Dog you for real? You shoulda told me without a delay We was like fam, now you got me dealin' with hearsay And everything that he say, she say Oh, I gotta go Bros become foes yeah (bros become foes) Lord knows the lovin' was fly though It ain't worth livin' these lies though On my dog (On my dog, On my dog) Yeah I should have told him, I should have told him I should have told him That I was tappin' in I should have told him, I should have told him I should have told him 'Cause he was a best friend Shoulda told him I was tappin' in Shoulda told him I was tappin' in Shoulda told him I was tappin' in That ain't never what you do to best friends So that is how me and my best friend fell out 'Cause I told another homie something he had to yell out All of our business ventures and dreams was the hell out And I'm left with underhanded things that I can tell 'bout Lost my best friend, 'cause I was young and dumb He lost his life to another brother with a gun I never got to tell him that I was sorry, I was sprung My other homie just died of cancer, I'm numb So the moral of the story is don't Lie to get something that you really want Always keep it real, though a lot of people don't That's why they always in funk Shoulda told him I was tappin' in Shoulda told him I was tappin' in Shoulda told him I was tappin' in That ain't never what you do to best friends