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