Fair weathered friends steal your soul, they choke your life
they **** you fast/they take your breath
The good news is ...
it's a quick death.
They're only there when your life is up...
You've made a name/You've climbed the chain
perhaps you've even gained a little fame...
When your life goes down...
they turn around/without a sound...
until...
you get that call
When you've had a spill/Yeah you've had a fall...
It's the voicemail that says it all
He hesitates before the loss...
before he decides to tell you,
"Go -*F off"
I have to spend more time with my wife
n' you know/ I was just play'n
You were never going to be a part of my life
(it cuts/it hurts/as he twists the knife)
You see my friend..
this has to end n' btw, you're now blocked...
I had to reassure my wife
that your calls have stopped.