FRIENDS

My friends, real friends

Better than your friends

That’s how we keep

Poppin’ out that Benz, yeah

No foes, real friends

We ain’t even gotta pretend, yeah

Get bands, get bands

Spend it all on my friends

Gon’ pull me up, pull me up, pull me up

And never let me down

(They never let me down)

Gon’ pull me up, pull me up, pull me up

And never let me drown

(Never let me drown)

Gon’ pull me up, pull me up, pull me up

And never let me drown

(Never let me drown)

Gon’ pull me up, pull me up, pull me up

I’ll never hit the ground

(Never let me drown)

(Never let me drown)

My friends, real friends

Better than your friends, yeah

That’s how we keep

Poppin’ out that Benz, yeah

Faux friends, real friends

Better than your friends, yeah

Ask them, ask them

They know all my biness’

I don’t know what I would do

Without all of my crew, yeah

I ain’t making no room, yeah

I ain’t making no new friends

I don’t make no moves, yeah

Without telling my crew, yeah

That’s just how we do, yeah

That’s just how we do

Goddamn it I love my life

(I love it)

Styrofoam cups, no ice

(Uh-huh)

Party before we go inside

Never let ‘em out my sight

(Ooh)

They’re right by my side

(Woo!)

They’re my ride or dies

(Ride)

They’re my ride or dies

My friends are goals

Your friends are foes

We fly, why cry

Our souls exposed, yeah

We smoke, we laugh

Your stress, my stress

Closer than kin

I’m blessed, you blessed

10 toes

10 toes

We was out in that road, uh

Looking for love in wrong places

We were posed to a stove, yeah

Share jewels, share clothes

That’s how deep this shit goes, yeah

Every week ya’ll got bros, yeah

All of ya’ll fake close, yeah

Ya’ll switching sides like NBA teams

Just after half time

I’m pulling up on my dog, make sure he ok

I don’t even have time

And cop me a Porsche with butterscotch seats

This ‘fore they had meals

Live better than rappers and they don’t even have deals

It’s that real

Bought Emory a BM as soon as he came home

We hopped on a plane

Headed straight to the Bay

That’s how we turned the game on

It’s game on!

Ty momma died, I was there

My nephew died, he was there

He at my house, more than I be there

More than B there

Ty Ty there

E there

Breezy there

Juan there

High here

Chaka there

Law there

They all here

Oh yeah!

Des there

Kwanna here

Shit feel like Nirvana here

Crib like the Soho house

I might stay in and grow out my hair

Tight circle, no squares

I’m geometrically opposed to you

Ya’ll like to ‘try angles’

Ya’ll like to troll, do you?

Ya’ll talk around hoes, do you?

Ya’ll don’t follow codes, do you?

We know everything you say

From **** close to you

You emotional

When I say, “Free the dogs”

I free ‘em

That’s how Meek got his freedom

Ya’ll put **** on a t-shirt

It hurts you ain’t ever meet ‘em

You got **** in the feds

You ain’t even trying to feed ‘em

I’m trying to free the world

That’s how deep I’m in

I ain’t going to nobody, nothing

If me and my wife beefin’

I don’t care if the house on fire

I’m dying ****, I ain’t leaving!

Ty Ty, take care of my kids

After he done grieving

If y’all don’t understand that

We ain’t meant to be friends

Pull me up, pull me up, pull me up

And never let me down

(They never let me down)

Gon’ pull me up, pull me up, pull me up

And never let me drown

(Never let me drown)

Gon’ pull me up, pull me up, pull me up

And never let me down

(Never let me down)

Gon’ pull me up, pull me up, pull me up

They never let me drown

(Never let me drown)

(Never let me drown)

They pray, pray for me

They pray, pray for me

See better things for me

Want better days for me

Unselfishly

They pray, pray for me

They pray, pray for me

Whenever I’m in need

They in the backseat

With the AUX bumping, B

They ain’t no pride involved

They ain’t no pride involved

In my heart, heart, heart

You know 444

That’s my dog, dog, dog

See your dogs, dogs, dogs

Point em’ out, out, out

Point em’ out, out, out

What would I be without my friends?

(What would I be without my friends?)

I ain’t got no understanding

(I ain’t got no understanding)

‘Bout them, you might just catch these hands

We fall out and we make amends

Yeah, yeah my friends

Your friends are foes

My friends are goals

Closer than kin

Our souls exposed, yeah

Your friends are frauds

All they want is applause, yeah

And my friends, real friends

Closer than kin

Them pull me up, pull me up, pull me up

Them never let me drown

Them pull me up, pull me up, pull me up

Them never let me down

Them pull me up, pull me up, pull me up

Them never let me down

Them pull me up, pull me up, pull me up

Them pull me up, pull me up, pull me up

Them pull me up, pull me up, pull me up

Them pull me up, pull me up, pull me up