until the end of time

perhaps i was addicted to the dark side

somewhere inside my childhood witnessed my heart die

and even though we both came from the same places

the money and the fame made us all change places

how could it be? through the misery that came to pass

the hard times make a true friend afraid to ask

for currency

but you could run to me when you need

and i'll never leave

honestly

someone to believe in

as you can see

it's a small thing to a true

what could i do?

real homies help you get through

and come to knew he'd do the same thing if he could

'cause in the hood

true homies make you feel good

and half the times we be actin' up

call the cops

bringin' a cease to the peace that was on my block

it never stops

when my mama ask me will i change

i tell her yeah