A thug changes and love changes
And best friends become strangers
Hard to find someone who can hold you down
Through all the rough angles
In this land of dope fiends
Coke dreams and gang bangers
I once knew an OG
Told me to stay thankful
Every person you meet is a unique experience
A young boy, getting attached to people near to him
But take it slow because they show love; two years later there's no love
A few tears over my peers, and now we here all grown up
And what's mean? It means I lay back, counting eight stacks
Money on my mind; I'm on my grind, don't even try to take that
Got no time for love, got no time for hate
Shout out to the real, but around me all I see is fake