| There’s one thing I’ve learned in life man
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| As you get older, thangs change
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| You know what I’m sayin?
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| People change, friends change
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| That’s just how it go, mayn
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| (Hook)
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| I don’t know if it’s just me
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| Did I change? |
| Did they change?
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| It’s messed up
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| It’ll never be the same
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| Let me tell ya mayn
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| It’s nothin like losin ya bro
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| Today, love you
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| Tomorrow you don’t know 'em know more
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| (Verse 1, Paul Wall)
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| I got a lotta fish to fry
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| But one thing I learned is you can’t teach a fish to fly
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| Kiss goodbye, cause on my team it’s every man for theyself
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| I’m just tryin’a do my best and play the cards that I’m dealt
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| I reached out my hand for help, but I was reachin in vain
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| So I tightened up by belt and paid the price for this fame
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| All playas pay dues, you ain’t gon' hear me complain
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| I started out with lots of friends, but only a few remain
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| They say I changed, but really I just matured and got smarter
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| Seems like the realer I get, the more these boys get frauder
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| When I’m around my own partnas, I sense envy and anger
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| Real recognize real, and all you boys is strangers
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| (Hook x2)
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| (Verse 2, Pretty Todd, Unique & Scooby)
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| From now was brothers
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| I remember the shit like yesterday
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| In front of the high’s gettin high
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| Lookin for the next day
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| Yeah I remember that
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| Same clothes, no bucks
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| No hoes, all we had was just us
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| Damn… man, I used to like that shit
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| And then we got a deal, and they ain’t like that shit
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| I told myself that I’ma fight that shit
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| No matter how long they hate, I won’t quit
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| Damn, but that’s crazy though
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| I don’t know if it’s me
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| But we was like brothers, just different mothers
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| And they switched up
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| Should I love 'em or hate 'em?
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| I ain’t changed, just changed situations
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| And that’s why I only got a few partnas
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| Cause niggas don’t know how to act and I lose partnas
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| And time change everythang
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| And back then, it was us against them
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| And the shit shoulda never changed
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| (Hook x2)
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| (Verse 3, Paul Wall)
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| Dead God, I need your Blessing, so I’m asking for help
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| To handle all these situations that come with this wealth
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| My girlfriend is cheatin on my with my ex-best friend
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| So now I’m takin applications for my next best friend
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| I gotta keep my composure and hold it together
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| I survived the stormy weather
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| Things can only get better
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| I shoulda brought a sweater, cause warm hearts turn cold
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| Boys change shapes like Origami, but I refuse to fold
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| Truth be told, that problems follow money and power
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| Boys changin by the hour, friendships turn sour
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| Phony smiles, fraud dap, and lotta fake love
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| But I’m sturdy in my position, Paul Wall won’t budge
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| (Hook x2) |