Who's To Say

Fuck you mean you my G if the word aint kept

Nights alone it was me aint a soul or step

One life gotta live it with my own precision

Pray to lord I cater more to loved ones mi gente

Seeking truth in this world seen things so surreal

Why the real ones had to go im still hurting here

But life goes on thinking why this had to happen

Im bussin' down this herb and I pour another glass and

Thinking bout the numbers

Thinking bout the times

Lost in my mind putting god on my line

Loyal to mine