Friends Become Strangers

(albüm: Daystar - 2020)

Fuck them other niggas, you see me all in your day shift
Money on me looking like it went and got a facelift
You been tripping, I been tripping, still ain't on the same shit
You still in my kitchen, arguing about the same shit
Who and what and why and why I don't call you my main bitch
Everything is changing
Friends turn to strangers, friends turn to dangers
Friends ain't your friends if they giving ultimatums
Flipping all the pages, dip off in the Range, oh
I done been through all these stages
You just act so different now, ain't nothing that amazes
Me when you be tripping, how you speak when you be tripping
I can see that you be slipping, that's tequila that you sipping, I know
Yes, that I was tripping, I envisioned something different from the situation
You was my bitch, not only that, you was my nigga
Got me through when all these niggas hated
You started taking me too serious and that's when all this desolated (Damn)
You yourself don't even know the full story
Why you letting people escalate it?
And I know you got them people in yo' ear
But we both know the situation, niggas hate it
Fuck all that for now, we'll talk about it when it's time
It feel like my lil' baby been confiscated
Taken away from me, I was making a way for us
We was tripping off them couples, tryna do it how they do it
We was up and she was up and I was up, we PJ flew it
It was fluent, had us moving like it's water to the fluid
I'm your water, you're the cruise, I had it moving how you moving, woo
Out of mind and out of sight, I been getting right
I slid with the crodies, I been on the flight
Nine bands in my pocket, .19 on my right
I been outta pocket, I had to get right
I pray to the Lord, yeah, I had to get right
Lord, please give me patience when I see them lie
I hope one day me and you see eye to eye
I hope one day me and you see eye to—

We both know what happened (We)
What happened to passion
Doing the most and you know that it's taking me back in
Hiding emotions and stories, but you know it don't work

A couple things won't ever change
The common propaganda around my name is never strange
But when does it get strange?
When you start lying to your best friend 'bout us doing things
And hoping she ain't entertain?
Or is it strange when the loving come with secrets and the games?
When the world unveil your curtains and all they laughing at's your pain
But does it change when we both reveal that both our mothers died?
And we still dealing with some pain and need someone to entertain
Or does it change when you break down in my arms and start cryin'?
And feeling like you alone and I tell you, "Everything's okay"
And I know I ain't running game, even Munchie know my aims
But will you ever know my name and not just Tory from this fame?
Will we ever talk about this? Will we ever console again?
Or will we keep on acting like I put you in danger and some pain?
And when you hop back in the car with me, you knew everything was safe
Pshht, please don't let these niggas make you change
We both know what happened that night and what I did
But it ain't what they saying
But when the feeling's change, the pain start oozing from the heart
And start cruising through the vein
Start leaking out your mouth when you hop on the live and talk live
It's oozing through your brain, listen
We watched them animes, still granted from my player phase
Potentials of being Bey and Jay, just watching for my fan base
I'm just tryna get back to the days when you would hop back on the jet
Land in Miami for a span of days and stay with me
Or back when I would do the same, Atlanta plane from A to Z
And pull up in your driveway in the AMG
When four would run up out the door and you would come outside, looking gracefully
And I'd step out the car and see your two arms embracing me
We both playing games with money, powers and fames
But just tell me how it changed, have your feelings rearranged?
Or deep down, are they the same? 'Cause I just wanna reconcile with ya
Spend a while with ya, send some flowers, watch a smile hit ya
After Kellen do your hair, you send a wild picture
Then you calling me to come step out with ya
Type of shit I like to do, type of ways I like to move
All directions in my view, still pointing right to you, damn