The End

You and I, we're fighting in the dark

J.P

We're tossing games, we're playing on someone's mind

Oh, you and me, we're fighting in the dark

But at least now it's a game that you and I just won

Ay, real recognize real, so I'm never gonna be fake

I try to hide the pain, but I can't keep it away

All the times a nigga struggled, man, that shit made me great

That nigga calling me his friend, but he taking off my plate

I ain't trying to be in contact with niggas who gone take shit