So i changed, huh You got a phone, Pick it up, me
How come, we don't even no more, And you don't even no more, We don't keep in touch at all, And I don't feel the same love when we hug no mo', And I heard it through the vine we even beefin' now, After all the we've been down, no way, no how, This bullshit be true, We family, aint a damn thing change unless you
One] We so young, So full of and vibrant, by side wherever you was ridin', I went, So close almost was some and Clyde shit, When died you was right by my side, a shoulder to cry on and a tissue to wipe my eyes, And a bucket to catch tear I cried inside it, You even had the type of childhood I did, Sometimes I just know why, Is it that you to yours, And I survived it, You ran the I nine to fived it, We grew up, grew apart this time by us, Then I blew up to both and mine surprises, Now I feel the vibe I cant describe it, Much as your pride to hide it, You're cold your touch, its ice, And your is the look of resentment, I can sense it and I like it
(Kon Artis)
[Verse It was my dream at to be on spittin the verse, On my own album a deal but shit got worse, So I out I would'a killed the nigger first, I let him disrespect me, Or me up with somethin' worse, bitch that I wasn't with, I hit her & quit, but you would pull a with her && tell her she was the I told you don't get involved her, You were smoking the with her, Coming out'a the bar her, half drunk, Like y'all or wife or somthin', But you her fucken other niggaz hurt your pride or somthin', 'Cause you wolf I fit them people, Like you it with me, all I tried to do is show you that your girl was shifty, and ever since the fans and all the shit that i You actin' I ain't your man, And like she can't be loose, But I am your friend, I'm just to tell you the truth, hate the game or the playa', The one changin is you
(Proof)
[Verse
We gettin at the top 'cause my homie had to now we actin like i gotta live only for the and homies in the hood see me on the tube so they gossip on the porch, get to on who i used to rap with, all expect magic like my finger get to snappin and *poof* it just but Proof its actin, at the party were stoned shady made it so my babys aint at home see the devil in your grin, since the ghetto we friends forever, real intelligence, thats forever the end I peep the hatred in eyes and the Satan in your lies aint wastin my time these snakes in disguise (How come) when you talk its with bitter fight (And how come) its my for what you did with your life and every i go to hear you and play you look away we barely embrace, you cant look me in my face
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