Ghetto Life-Trae Tha Truth/Dougie D/Da Brat

Yeeeah! I ask myself why I'm lookin for love Knowin there ain't nothing showing You never know if there's loyalty when your money long Sh*t it look all good but you know when its wrong Everybody say it's love Till your money gone Live in denial But you knowin' how your friends do You text for help But your message never send through You all alone thinking about sh*t That you done been through If they woulda been by your side, You'd prolly been cool You tell yourself you ain't mad, You just disappointed It kinda hurt cause they aint rockin how you rock it for em Open arms, open doors Gave both hands Sh*t all you do is keep it real, How could you not show em Bein shady ain't the business, How could you not know em Everything so clear pay attention to em He don't care about you Or nothing that's mentioned to him All he wanna see is the pain that he was sendin through him Its kinda hard to call it family, When you witness the people you call family tryna put you in a situation But then again bein real is your second flaw Knowin they wrong you would help em with no hesitation But then again I'm like f**k it, F**k this sh*t its time for me to try to live my life Even if it mean me and the ones that stay Lord knows when it's time we gon' take that flight