You've got real peeps on your side? Hold 'em down
Hold 'em close when the whole world's going up in smoke
No amount of bullshit can interfere with your folks
But what if doubt creeps in and all'o'dat becomes a hoax
That's the crux of the matter: team effort, or it shatters
Can't be one-sided where one guy'll get the data
And the other learns nothing. That's enough to make you sadder
Got a crisis, other guy gives no thought to talk? What a pattern
Too unhealthy to continue. Wanna' help, but you got
Not much left in you after jobs, after stress
Can't accept friends who want it all and can't express
Understanding when you explain you're not the awesomest
Option for a parent. You be sharing news
Be daring to keep caring, you
Be erring through wearing y'heart on your sleeve
Need to put yourself uno. Do know
There's a difference between Selfish and Self-care
They don't get the problem, it's just theirs
We used to be friends but it had to end
No starting again, or making amends
Will fix what is bent. Our chance came and went
We used to be friends. We used to be friends
Why's a grown ass man need to have mad rants
Bout every happenstance out loud at mans? I have no clue but
This is not something I thought I'd ever have to sleuth up
Like some cop murder mystery, need to be solved by Luther
The plot thickening is a friendship that's become sickening
When I see you on the net fretting 'bout biz you have no business in
Working hard to manufacture shit, like a startup
Never should'a started. I'm departing before I get caught up
Become a target, become a scapegoat. I take note
Where before I paid no attention to your insane quotes
It's megalomania you're displaying now, and it ain't no
Good look, assuming anyone's looking. A crook took
My time away, his name used to be: My Friend
And he might try to lay the blame on me. But that depends
On your POV. Don't feel I need to show him more respect
When he's shitting on everyone's neck
So why should I be sticking mine out? Yo, I'm out
We used to be friends but it had to end
No starting again, or making amends
Will fix what is bent. Our chance came and went
We used to be friends. We used to be friends
Still down to ride or die and don't know why
Like, you had good times, but the times flown by
Now the shit talk is heavy, and the vibes so light
On real love and fun, that you're done. So you try
Not to give two fucks 'bout these fucks cause their life
Is the one you don't wanna' lead, wanna' heed. Oughta leave
Their asses behind, but you might feel like
An asshole for the role that you'll play. But advice
That you give yourself is based on good instincts - if shit stinks
It's best to flush it, 'cause it won't get better with time
If you would hold a grudge, I trust, you wouldn't pepper your mind
With hesitation. If elation's what you feel at the slight
Idea of being dolo, it's time to let all these schmoes go
I'd rather be opposing a person than fight my own soul
I've played that game before, and everybody loses at it
Dude's a habit needed kicked, and shit don't have to be dramatic
It's just over
We used to be friends but it had to end
No starting again, or making amends
Will fix what is bent. Our chance came and went
We used to be friends. We used to be friends