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