My friends are fearless and lawless and ageless My old friends were bogus, My old bitch was bogus I cool with a young god and learn from his greatness Mulatto and Wisso, My niggas so focused We started with nothing like really was bogus My old friends were bogus, my old bitch catch Trojans I cool with my lil bro, invest in his greatness Cause these skies hold vultures who think we don't notice them Dead on our feet! Cause I can see the goal! And I can take you all! But I can't fight alone, so hurt with me! I'll hurt with you... So hurt with me... You don't have to hurt alone no more You don't have to hurt alone I can't fight alone... And I can't fight alone...