Real Friends - mike.

Peeking out the blinds

Fuck 'em

Let em tell you something 'bout it

I got friends, she got friends too

We should all get together do what friends do

I got friends, she got friends too

Get my Jordan’s from the Jordans that’s a man’s move

Jeffrey tatted YNK so they sent two

Then I buy a couple more 'cause that’s what friends do

I came up and brought the homies, yeah they been true

They’re the only fuckers that know what I’ve been through

Win or lose we did it right cause that’s what friends do

Cause that’s what friends do

Real friends, real friends, yeah I’m talking bout some real friends

Lost people that ain’t lost, that ain’t dead, that ain’t gone

They right here, like right there, got the same face, but it ain’t there

With a blank stare, I thank God, I take off, I take mine

I take a loss with a grain of salt, a tequila shot, never take the lime

What I need and want is some back rubs, some fat blunts for the whole squad

Cold beer, no cares, no cars, just boats dog, I’m ghost dog

That’s goals dog

'Cause fuck sake, fuck this place, Hollywood update

Most of the guys ya’ll praising either faking or they cupcakes

On the Gram they got it all worked out but in real life they in tough shape

That’s a tough break, lot of good nights, lot of rough days

Hit the gym a lot, but her butt’s fake, haha

Mama called, said remember why you started

Pops taught me, when shit get hard to just go harder

All the things I used to want I went and got 'em

Starting to think that I was better off without 'em

Mama called, said remember why you started yeah

Pops taught me, when shit get hard to just go harder

Yeah, all the things I used to want I went and got 'em

Yeah, what I got is all I got, at least I got em yeah

Real friends, real friends, yeah I’m talking bout some real friends

Real friends, yeah I’m talking bout some real friends

I got friends, she got friends too