Set in Stone -

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