Hour Glass

I used to call you family we was brothers once I’ll never understand why you switched when I thought it was love We used to talk about the things we’d do when we had kids Ever since our single digits me and you would act like twins I make move you’d say you do the same thing When we was having family problems I would bike to your place We was kids just dreaming about the days that were ahead of us And through my darkest times, you held my head up when my life got rough Everybody still asks me how you doing I just say I hope he well and I keep the convo moving Because I don’t think you know how much it hurt to see a brother switch I made a lot of friends since but none of them was quite like this A toast to a former best friend Still love you in my heart but you know I will not pretend You taught a lesson to me that I never will forget Keeps your friends close and enemies closer Both wanna see you dead Each day that pass is a grain in the hour glass I’ll never get the answer I’m searching for until I’m on my back Yeah Each day that pass is a grain in the hour glass I’ll never get the answer I’m searching for Yeah One time for a girl I loved You taught me to cherish the present because the future’s foggy I got a girl that means the world to me now And she an angel Always try to never let her down She a model body, cooking like a chef, and she really chill And we never fight, we always smiling when we eating meals To keep it real I would never have this type of love If it wasn’t for the toxicity of another’s clutch I had to hit rock bottom to be myself again I had to hate who I was to pick a different lens To veiw myself through and love another best I can I promise you I will see us through ‘til the very end All the lessons that hurt me they helped me cope with it All this pain that I went through has made me twice a strong And even if I don’t see these people again I know in the end it was the right move to move along P Doc Each day that pass is a grain in the hour glass I’ll never get the answer I’m searching for until I’m on my back Yeah Each day that pass is a grain in the hour glass I’ll never get the answer I’m searching for Yeah