No bravado, not an act or a show
No smoke, no jokes, no hope, no laughter to be had
Flying no false flag, I'm not letting you go
Because the doors of forgiveness closed a long time ago
Not looking past you, I'm looking right at you
Not looking past you, I'm looking right at you
Not looking past you, I'm looking right at you
I'm talking to you, it's you that I'm after
I went to your spot, no one would vouch
I dropped your name, they ratted you out
Call them your brothers? They threw you under the bus
Shit got too real, they cashed in all of your trust
How could you be so fucking foolish
To think that your crew don't have a Judas
Not looking past you, I'm looking right at you
I'm talking to you, it's you that I'm after