On God

Because the situation on our hands
If we let our friends inside are just too much, the bad things My friends, real friends
All my homies up through loose lips
All my friends said I change too much
Honestly, and thats on god

Yeah, I left my baby and a lotta friends
To think about the shot the shot that turned out
Some girl who is not your friends
I called her on the phone told her match me
The sun would set right there beside me
And friends would come to sit me on my bed
And while I remember this
I remember the day that I bought the ring
And now look at me a king

Because the situation on our hands
If we let our friends inside are just too much, the bad things My friends, real friends
All my homies up through loose lips
All my friends said I change too much
Honestly, and thats on god

[Verse 2: Shamgod]



Because the situation on our hands
If we let our friends inside are just too much, the bad things My friends, real friends
All my homies up through loose lips
All my friends said I change too much
Honestly, and thats on god

[Verse 3: XP Escobar]


Because the situation on our hands
If we let our friends inside are just too much, the bad things My friends, real friends
All my homies up through loose lips
All my friends said I change too much
Honestly, and thats on god