Jealousy in the air tonight, I could tell. I will never understand that but oh well.
My only wish is I die real cause that truth hurts and those lies kill.
Each day I'm thankful for nights that turned into mornings, friends that turned into family, dreams that turned into reality, and like that turned into love.
If you sell your soul to the devil, you get more grain.
Imma kill it I promise this, I know you mad.
The good ones go, if you wait too long. So you should go, before you stay too long.