Set in Stone

Would you truly die on me?
Does our friendship fit the bill, what you feel Homie?
But nothin set in stone
Blame it on the parents they were raised in bad homes
Would you truly die on me?
Does our friendship fit the bill, what you feel Homie?
But nothin set in stone
Blame it on the parents they were raised in bad homes
Too many people nowadays they always judge
But frontin like they different cause they think that they tough
You actin like you listenin and given in to shove
Bitin on the hand that feeds you, man up homie
What the fuck?
Lately I been distant cause my life is hard to tame
And I try to keep it to myself, avoidin all this shame
Sometimes it feels harder to see past when you in pain
But nothin in this life is set in stone, and it will change
Would you truly die on me?
Does our friendship fit the bill, what you feel Homie?
But nothin set in stone
Blame it on the parents they were raised in bad homes
Would you truly die on me?
Does our friendship fit the bill, what you feel Homie?
But nothin set in stone
Blame it on the parents they were raised in bad homes
We living in a world, where everybody for themselves
If it isn’t beneficial, they don’t care fuckin help
Now the tables have turned, It took a lot for me learn
You can’t change fuckin person, no matter what it’s worth
Bad kid hellish ways dark vibes, walking round the devils turf
Loaded magnum if a fuck boy ever wanna get merked
Marked for death, bitch I’ll lay you to rest
Better learn to shut yo fuckin mouth Before you get two in the neck
Would you truly die on me?
Does our friendship fit the bill, what you feel Homie?
But nothin set in stone
Blame it on the parents they were raised in bad homes
Would you truly die on me?
Does our friendship fit the bill, what you feel Homie?
But nothin set in stone
Blame it on the parents they were raised in bad homes