Eulogy

[Hook] Times are changin' it might sound strange and Things ain't the way that they used to be (it used to be crazy) The feelings gone and missing, an impossible mission But this just sounds like an excuse to me (excuse to me baby) Things gonna change (change) And if it has then it's news to me (news to me baby) Flowers on the grave Since we're dead and gone here's a eulogy, baby [Verse 1] (Donwill) I got a call the other day from an unknown number Picked up and a familiar voice on the other 'end' Ironic word ain't it Cause something else starts at the point that you depart It hit me right in the heart, you always had me at "Hello" Ya know, the kind of person that you can't tell "No" Why them two little letters so hard to put together When you don't it feel bad when you do it's no better Things change all the time, like the number that the call was from Memories forgotten, but life goes on The world spins different when you get-get-gettin' it It probably make the sun shine brighter, didn't it But all things good must and Tip ain't sweat it Shiny could rust even if you don't let it Change is a constant it's painfully obvious Especially when you hear from a friend who ain't called since When... [Hook] [Verse 2] Yeah, 7 hundred and 18 Where the guns still come they up and negate things Either get away or make vanity plates Seems the family's deteriorating Could've made google but you in that state Bing Who's to say you wouldn't have went that way, king? We had chances...I recall 5th grade dances Both walked in on that backwards pants shit... A year later you got jumped and I ain't even jump in son I was a punk We too old for that now but I wouldn't back down Knowing for me? shit, you'd pop the trunk...and that's literal Now we gotta visit you, for your actions I have remorse Yet you still proud when I'm in the source Brother you never left my thoughts...its me [Hook]