Everybody dies but not everybody lives.
I'll be there for you, I will care for you, I keep thinking you just don't know. Tryna run from that, say you're done wit that, on your face girl it just don't show.
Me, my niggas and some Madonna hoes that look just like virgins but trust they down to go.
Heard once that in dire times when you need a sign, that's when they appear.
What's up wit these new niggas? And why they think it all come so easy?
Kush rolled, glass full, I prefer the better things.