Friends

By Young Zee

Released on January 1, 2004

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[Intro]

Yo, 'nother day in the life of crow

No Outsidaz no more, I'm hurt

All them years, turn't tears

Chyeah, Zee, yeah


[Verse 1]

Sometimes I feel like damn dying

Outsidaz gone, it's like I lost my girl in a plane crash

I'm trynna move on, so sling pass

I'm not trynna get that same cash out on Eighth Ave

I'm trynna get where I've been should've been

Fuck, put my group on and let them niggas in

Back in the studio, ripped it again

Friendships got drinked and pissed in the wind

I just think of what this gangsta said

"Niggas turn on you like rotties that ain't been fed"

This time roll with me or get rolled over

And your hoe murdered and your house foreclosure

Gun powder from that MAC 'ill smell

'Fore I let these mothafuckas take me back to jail

Rob Zee, I knew it was a set up then

Come to find out it was my friend, since we're at ends


[Hook]

Say goodbye to my friends

I used to get high with my friends

Almost did time for my friends

I looked up I couldn't find all my friends

(But this is for where the end begins)

I used to do crimes with my friends

I used to kick rhymes with my friends

(Kick rhymes with my friends)

Stood behind all my friends

(Where'd they go?)


[Verse 2]

Man, I just kept spittin'

'Cause I ain't no electrician, or no technician

Sold drugs and sex'd women

I tried to keep shit locked in the streets

'Cause without rap dough, kids still gotta eat

My boys hatin' in a spot for real

Like I won't get another spot, get it locked with pills

Now I gotta deal, y'all clock in still

Now I just come to the block and chill

Got the weapon, before you try test 'em

You better go invest in some boxin' lessons

The whip, yah boy's got to hate it

I say "car to you", my car is voice activated

But I told y'all we can get it soon

Just shoot for the stars, put your fingers in the moon

I'm just lucky I'm still alive, for that one fact I give honor to god

And I'm nice


[Hook]

Say goodbye to my friends

I used to get high with my friends

Almost did time for my friends

I looked up I couldn't find all my friends

(But this is for where the end begins)

I used to do crimes with my friends

I used to kick rhymes with my friends

(Rhymes with my friends)

Stood behind all my friends

(Where'd they go?)


[Verse 3]

And the Crips now

The Crips don't like Bloods, Bloods don't like Crips

They sharpen vice grips and turn them into ice picks

Leave you there with white lips both your eyes drift

Then you lay stiff, my life is too priceless

I want out the hood, drug me off today

I bounce for good, y'all copy off L.A

I don't know whats off they mind, they crazy

Cats think we still livin' in the 1980's

Niggas is broke thinkin' shit is a joke

If this fails, I'm back to distributin' coke

I'm nice though, go cop [?] The Score

The Milk song I did with KRS was raw

On Redtape I dropped an ill metaphor, I'm real though

I shot niggas to death before

I'm in now, Denaun brought me in

I'm dope and he my mothafuckin' friend

Fuck y'all


[Hook]

Say goodbye to my friends

I used to get high with my friends

Almost did time for my friends

I looked up I couldn't find my all my friends

I used to do crimes with my friends

(Crimes with my friends)

I used to kick rhymes with my friends

(Kick rhymes with my friends)

Stood behind all my friends

(Where'd they go?)