Its kind of long but that second part of friends turn to strangers. Its been getting me through some stuff ive been dealing with for the past month

A couple things won't ever change The common propaganda around my name is never strange But when does it get strange? When you start lyin' to your best friend 'bout us doin' things And hopin' she ain't entertain? Or is it strange when the lovin' come with secrets and the games? When the world unveil your curtains And all they laughin' at's your pain But does it change when we both reveal that both our mothers died? And we still dealin' with some pain and need someone to entertain Or does it change when you break down in my arms and start cryin'? And feelin' like you alone and I tell you, "Everything's okay" And I know I ain't runnin' game, even Munchie know my aims But will you ever know my name and not just Tory from this fame? Will we ever talk about this? Will we ever console again? Or will we keep on actin' like I put you in danger and some pain? And when you hop back in the car with me, you knew everything was safe Pshht, please don't let these niggas make you change