Trevor NS Gangsta

Through everything we have been through, all the good and the bad,
Ive only actually known you a little bit, which makes me f.cking sad,
I know sum of your past, the part youll tell,
You never told me how painful it was, but I can see it in your eyes,
In the depths u try n hide it, but I can sense it and I dont like it,
You cant ever run from it, even though youve tried, youll never be able to hide it,
You keep going back to the streets, back to your homies that cheat,
Cuz thats what you know, thats your game,
The streets are your home, and without them youll go insane,
Like an animal you cant be caged, no rules can hold you; you refuse to be tamed,
You cant be beat, theres honestly no defeat,
I know only half how hard it was and is for you,
Im trying to help, but Im only making it worse cuz you never let me,
Were living in hell,
And if we dont fight together, homies on da block, side by side,
Well only have tonight.
Homie, you keep secretes from me, yet you ask your homegurl to tell all,
How can I, when Im livin in a lie, one I cant deny,
Sh.t Homie, I wanna run and hide.
We knew the same gangsta; we were tight in every way,
He was your closest homie, since childhood you rode the streets away,
He wuz my lover, and caught up in the heat we rode to our own beat,
You grew up; two long years went by,
You grew apart; it turned into an ugly work of art,
You both f.cked up and now alls left is regrets, now you wanna hurt him,
It hurts me when u talk bout him, remembering the long nights spent together, I wish it couldve went on forever,
It hurts you when I talk bout him, your life in the hood together, and the endless memories, you wish it couldve went on forever,
But for us, every good thing came to an end, and with ours, more pain then mend.
You cause me pain, in this sick gangsta game of betrayal and lies,
I think Im going insane, homie, f.ck I just wanna cry, please explain to me why,
I sit in my house and I f.cking talk to myself,
I lay awake at night and I f.cking cry to myself,
Worried that youll never come back, sh.t, my homies all wacked,
Sh.tll happen, poof, kinda like magic,
Youll be dead, sum gangsta shot u in da head,
How could I stand it, a day, or life without u?
Homie, you tell me its another chapter, in the book of life,
For its me, its one thats closed, unreachable, never to be opened again, shut,
Youre a thug, a gangsta, native on the block,
Youre a rida, you rep north side,
Theres nothing I can do, please just hang on; please just make it thro another day,
And I see you and its aight again, I beg u to stay,
But in the confusion I end pushing u away,
I hate myself for it,
I love you, and it comez with a price,
More than a friend, this relationship maybe able to bend,
You say Im like a sis to u,
But youll always be more to me,
You say when your gone Ill just carry on, but I know thats not true,
For me, itll always be u.