In the hood we stood, like fam so tight,
Rolling day and night, chasing dreams in flight,
But now they flipped the script, turned day to night,
Fake friends, backstabbers, left me in fight.


From brothers to others, they switched so quick,
Left me in the dust, feeling so sick,
Betrayed by the crew, once solid as bricks,
Now I'm on my own, laying down new tricks.


I get it why they played the game,
Building trust and bitching on my fame.
Surely they got protected on my name,...