Thin Line

I tried to play it cool, I tried to see the good, I tried to be your friend, I tried

I tried to hold you down, I tried to have your back, I tried, but it's really like they died

And now I'm missing them, tell me why my bros turned

Why it's always something else, when will I ever learn?

I must've thought it was realer than it was, but in the field

Trust get niggas killed, slumped in bitches wheels

So I don't know who to trust, I came up with some savages

But now I watch the energy around me as it is

Anytime my brother showed his true colors, I looked past it

But I couldn't keep ignoring it, I had to look at it

And it's a thin line, between enemies and bros

Yo how many times, I'm gon' tell them when they know?