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You Ma Friend
Ghostface Killah
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Uh-huh
You know, this goes out to all the good friends in the world
You know, when you there for a person, that person is there for you (all around the board)
You know what it is, you know automatically 'cause y'all spirits connect
Yo
If you so called my friend, would you give me a kidney?
Hold on now, I know you'll go to war with me
If I die, will you still stop by the crib
To check on my kids without fuckin' my wiz?
You my friend, right? Stop playin', Ghost
Yo, you my friend, right? Yo, stop playin'
Would you slide 'em a few ones if they get hungry?
Even if it's your last little bit of money
Would you think about me, still pray for me?
On my birthday, bake a lil' cake for me
Look at our pictures, go to my grave site
Like once a year, I'll be alright
You my friend, right? We don't pretend, right?
Let's keep it real around the board, we all men, right?
Would you feed me if I was in a wheelchair?
Visit me every day 'cause you still care
You say you love me, brother, I love you
I push you out the way, then take a slug for you
That's if I love you, that's what real brothers do
Look at me, ni-nigga, I fucks with you
Yeah, I love niggas
But that be the same love that I tell my bitches
I'm all about the love with the cool E
Not the lil' fake shit with the UV
Feel me though?
Friends
We brothers 'til the sun burn out
'Til the last breath in our lungs and two glasses of Guinness stop
Friends
Someone to lean on when times is rough
Trustworthy with a bag, never stealin' a buck
Man, we oughta have them friends
Yeah, you my friend, right? Through thick and thin, right?
Close as kin, so we ain't gotta pretend, right?
Friends to the end, even if those ends don't end right
Send me them ends if I'm in the pen', I'll send kites
Day ones, since lil' ones, we spend nights
But mothers is runnin' to stop the fun and end fights
We men, right? Sometimes we fight, we friends, right?
Actin' all light skin and you ain't even that skin-tight
You'll probably get all in your feels now, won't ya?
You probably wishing us kill now, don't ya?
Picture that, we go back like old macks
Four flats on a Cadillac, loadin' up both straps
'Cause you my friend, right? Life has a price
Just makin' sure you spend right
When men fight, they spin the block to end life
You spin the block, ain't sure you hit him, then spin twice
No insight, we ain't see the signs for thin ice
Sensitive types beware of tigers with thin stripes
Friends to the end, even if those ends don't end right
I'm stayin' close to my skin folk, we skin-tight
Makes sense, right? From Carhartt's and steel toes
To stealin' holes in each other's clothes, we still bros (friends)
Wish you was here though, drop a tear for the years, bro
Been years since I heard from my peers, where did the years go?
Friends
We brothers 'til the sun burn out
'Til the last breath in our lungs and two glasses of Guinness stop
Friends
Someone to lean on when times is rough
Trustworthy with a bag, never stealin' a buck
Man, we oughta have them friends
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