Hills and Valleys

Yeah, walking through valleys

How many lost count of my tallies

Tryna give praise to the Son, but I cannot see him while stuck in the alleys

Maybe I can but I've been hurt badly

I only praise him when I'm feeling happy

Maybe if I had just stuck to your word

I'd have more fire than forests in Cali

Have you ever met a good group of people that you thought you'd call your friends

Y'all having fun making plans the world eating out of the palm of your hand

Till all of a sudden they drop you with no explanation you alone again

Eight years of friendship man someone please tell me I don't understand