how come



how come, we don't even talk no mo',
and you don't even call no mo',
we don't barely keep in touch at all,
and I don't even feel the same love when we hug no mo',
and I heard it through the grape vine we even beefin' now,
after all the years we've been down,
ain't no way, no how,
this bullshit can't be true,
we family, aint a damn thing change unless it's you...

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