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So many critics against me
It's startin' not to offend me
So much lies to the people
They started not to defend me
The ballers, the rappers
Singers, niggas with Emmys
Got me thinkin' from the start
They was holdin' some hidden envy
My peers that get offended
I love you but I meant it
Once upon a time
We had this thing called friendship
Instead y'all betrayed me
Talk loud in your mentions
You laughed at my pain
And only at my expenses
You wеnt from: That's my brother for life
Quarantine, Quarantinе
To now y'all just showin' me
What bein' alone means
I don't hold it against you
You see me, it's love
You know I know what it is
'Cause I know what it was
This is what fame 'bout
Clickbaitin' the clout
Believin' one side of the story
'Fore the other side come out
When your most firm believers
Are all startin' to doubt
Die for your soul
Before they kill you for clout