Hook:

I don't know why they lie to me/
I don't know what they fakin for/
I don't know why I try to be.. Real wit um/
When all they do is hate some more.. to hell wit um/
I don't know
(Repeat)
I don't know why they lie to me/
I don't know what they fakin for/
I don't know/
(Repeat)
I don't know why I try to be.. real wit um/
When all they do is hate some more.. to hell wit um/

Verse 1:

Alot folk is lost on the road/
Prolly cuz the world freezin cold/
Swang and swerve in the Me Me world niggaz stoop so low they'll undercut they bro/
Gotta watch for everybody nowadays/
Yo main patna might turn imposter/
Ya old lady might turn a monster/
Any bad blood might come to haunt ya/
Cus God 4gives and these niggaz wont/
I believe Man was made in God's image only problem is these niggaz dont/
Love is warm these niggaz cold/
Friend or foe, it's hard to know/
Smilin faces don't mean they faithful/
Whoever close to you watch um close/
Cus the ones thats close can always hurt the most/
That's why late night I sit and think alone/
Daylight I do my thing alone/
I ask God to cover my heart/
I'd be lost if i was on my own/
If ye ain't know u better learn quickly/
How to pay attention to intentions/
Everybody that seems friendly don't always have your best intrest/
But why that is?

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Verse 2:

I understand in this life you gotta take pain with the gain/
Everybody gotta take losses just charge it to the game/
But why the hell you gotta cut me off instead of mergin in the lane/
And why the hell would you lock your door and just leave me in the rain/
I'ma firm believer of progressive thinkin we should never stay the same/
But what the hell in this world would cause your heart and soul to change/
Errbody wanna make bands/
But a million bands can't make the man/
Flesh bone and soul is all I need to make it/
Now I'm thinkin...we born naked/
Fresh out the womb in the purest form/
Quickly conform the cold climate/
Gotta cover up just to keep warm/
Fight to live or get used to dying/
It's too noisey when you call for help/
People everywhere but ain't no one there/
Keep God 1st, and man up/
Cus all them helpin hands can turn to dust/
Who can I trust?

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