Yo, Chauncey, what’s the deal, man, you playin’ games,

Yo, Chauncey, what’s the deal, man, you playin’ games, Left us in the cold, now you feelin’ the flames, Birthday vibes, but you left us in the dust, Thought we were boys, but now it’s hard to trust. Countin’ candles while we chillin’ on the block, You popped the invite, but we ain't got a spot, Ain't no cake, no laughs, just a bitter taste, Rebellion in our hearts, we won’t let it go to waste. You claim you’re real, but you’re actin’ kinda phony, Thought we were tight, but you left us feelin’ lonely, Now we rollin’ deep, gotta raise our voice, Next time you throw a party, better make the right choice. We’re the crew that’s loyal, through thick and thin, You’re missin’ out on love, that’s where real life begins, So hear this message, don’t forget the fam, Next year, Chauncey, better know who I am. or