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real friends (dorian_ye version) - dorian_ye lyrics

[verse 1: kanye west]
real friends, how many of us?
how many of us, how many jealous? real friends
it’s not many of us, we smile at each other
but how many honest? trust issues
switched up the number, i can’t be bothered
i cannot blame you for havin’ an angle
i ain’t got no issues, i’m just doin’ my thing
hope you’re doin’ your thing, too
i’m a deadbeat cousin, i hate family reunions
f*ck the church up by drinkin’ at the communion
spillin’ free wine, now my tux is ruined
in town for a day, what the f*ck we doin’?
who your real friends? we all came from the bottom
i’m always blamin’ you, but what’s sad, you not the problem
d*mn i forgot to call her, sh*t i thought it was thursday
why you wait a week to call my phone in the first place?
when was the last time i remembered a birthday?
when was the last time i wasn’t in a hurry?

[bridge: ty dolla $ign & kanye west]
tell me you want your tickets when it’s gametime
even to call your daughter on her facetime
even when we was young i used to make time
now we be way too busy just to make time
even for my—
real friends
[chorus: kanye west & ty dolla $ign and kanye west]
i guess i get what i deserve, don’t i?
word on the streets is they ain’t heard from him, huh
i guess i get what i deserve, don’t i?
talked down on my name, throwed dirt on him

[verse 2: kanye west & ty dolla $ign]
i couldn’t tell you how old your daughter was (was)
couldn’t tell you how old your son is (is)
i got my own jr. on the way, dawg (dawg)
plus i already got one kid (kid)
couldn’t tell you much about the fam, dawg
i just showed up for the yams, tho
maybe 15 minutes, took some pictures with your sister
merry christmas, then i’m finished, then it’s… back to business
you wanna ask some questions ’bout some real sh*t? (sh*t)
like i ain’t got enough pressure to deal with (with)
please don’t pressure me with that bill sh*t (sh*t)
cause everybody got ’em that ain’t children
oh, you’ve been nothin’ but a friend to me
n*ggas thinkin’ i’m crazy, you defendin’ me
it’s funny i ain’t spoke to n*ggas in centuries
to be honest, dawg, i ain’t feelin’ your energy
money turn your kin into an enemy
n*ggas ain’t real as they pretend to be
[verse 3: kanye west & ty dolla $ign]
lookin’ for real friends (real friends)
how many of us? how many of us are real friends
to real friends, ’til the reel end
’til the wheels fall off, ’til the wheels don’t spin (yeah, yeah)
to 3 a.m., callin’
how many real friends?
just to ask you a question
just to see how you was feelin’
how many?
for the last you was frontin’
i hate when a n*gga text you like, “what’s up, fam? hope you good”
you say, “i’m good, i’m great,” the next text they ask you for somethin’
how many?
what’s best for your family, immediate or extended
any argument, the media’ll extend it
i had a cousin that stole my laptop that i was f*ckin’ b*tches on
paid that n*gga 250 thousand just to get it from him
real friends
huh?
real friends…

[chorus: kanye west & ty dolla $ign and kanye west]
i guess i get what i deserve, don’t i?
word on the streets is they ain’t heard from him, huh
i guess i get what i deserve, don’t i?
talked down on my name, throwed dirt on him

- dorian_ye lyrics

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