To Each His Own
It be the ones - that gon say they'll be there forever
It be the ones that gon - tell u never say never
It be the ones that gone keep it realer than faker
It be da ones - that gon say they'll be there forever quick to run u down
Coz they think, they slick & they clever
In my hunting grounds coming to you like a vendetta... i dun been thru many storms
Went thru pain for the pleasure, now we on the other side... lookin better than ever
Cant forget about the times
When we hustled to measure
Tryna be the illest guys
We was going through pressure
Living day to day lives tryna get it however
Now I'm moving like a task-force
Stamps on my passport
Quick to check your tone
When I'm talking that tabasco
Stack it up like grand-sport
Never used to let us in
We Came here thru the backdoor
Heart be growing mad cold
Broken promises got my mind feeling sold
Tatted on my hand be the truth to it all
Claiming that they love u... but gon' go ahead & fold
Tears rollin down my eyes i cant even hold
Lotta mishabs lotta stories untold
Lotta fake friends lotta smiles who knows
One day they be with u... then the next they gone
Learnt a lotta lessons in this life im on
It be the ones - that gon say they'll be there forever
It be the ones that gon - tell u never say never
It be the ones that gone keep it realer than faker
It be the ones that gon - tell u never say never
It be the ones that gone keep it realer than faker
It be da ones - that gon say they'll be there forever quick to run u down
Coz they think, they slick & they clever
In my hunting grounds coming to you like a vendetta... i dun been thru many storms
Went thru pain for the pleasure, now we on the other side... lookin better than ever
Cant forget about the times
When we hustled to measure
Tryna be the illest guys
We was going through pressure
Living day to day lives tryna get it however
Now I'm moving like a task-force
Stamps on my passport
Quick to check your tone
When I'm talking that tabasco
Stack it up like grand-sport
Never used to let us in
We Came here thru the backdoor
Heart be growing mad cold
Broken promises got my mind feeling sold
Tatted on my hand be the truth to it all
Claiming that they love u... but gon' go ahead & fold
Tears rollin down my eyes i cant even hold
Lotta mishabs lotta stories untold
Lotta fake friends lotta smiles who knows
One day they be with u... then the next they gone
Learnt a lotta lessons in this life im on
It be the ones - that gon say they'll be there forever
It be the ones that gon - tell u never say never
It be the ones that gone keep it realer than faker
Credits
Writer(s): Kamal Jambek
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