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