Kanye West "Real Friends" letra

Real Friends

[Kanye West:]Real friends, how many of us?How many of us, how many jealous? Real friendsIt's not many of us, we smile at each otherBut how many honest? Trust issuesSwitched up the number, I can't be botheredI cannot blame you for havin' an angleI ain't got no issues, I'm just doin' my thingHope you're doin' your thing tooI'm a deadbeat cousin, I hate family reunionsFuck the church up, I'm drinkin' at the communionSpillin' free wine, now my tux is ruinedIn town for a day, what the fuck we doin'?Who your real friends? We all came from the bottomI'm always blamin' you, but what's sad, you're not the problemDamn I forgot to call her, shit I thought it was ThursdayWhy 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?

[Ty Dolla $ign:]Tell me you want your tickets when it's gametimeEven to call your daughter on her FaceTimeEven when we was young I used to make timeNow we be way too busy just to make timeEven for my...

[Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign:]Real friendsI guess I get what I deserve, don't I?Word on the streets is they ain't heard from himI guess I get what I deserve, don't I?Talked down on my name, throwed dirt on him

I couldn't tell you how old your daughter wasCouldn't tell you how old your son isI got my own Jr. on the way, dawgPlus I already got one kidCouldn't tell you much about the fam thoughI just showed up for the yams thoughMaybe 15 minutes, took some pictures with your sisterMerry Christmas, then I'm finished, then it's back to businessYou wanna ask some questions 'bout some real shit?Like I ain't got enough pressure to deal withPlease don't pressure me with that bill shitCause everybody got 'em, that ain't childrenOh you've been nothin' but a friend to meNiggas thinkin' I'm crazy, you defendin' meIt's funny I ain't spoke to niggas in centuriesTo be honest, dawg I ain't feelin' your energyMoney turn your kin into an enemyNiggas ain't real as they pretend to be

Lookin' for all my real friendsHow many of us? How many of us are real friendsTo real friends, to the real end'Til the wheels fall off, 'til the wheels don't spinTo 3 A.M., callin'How many real friends?Just to ask you a questionJust to see how you was feelin'How many?For the last you was frontin'I hate when a nigga text you like, "what's up, fam, oh you good?"You say, "I'm good" then great, the next text they ask you for somethin'How many?What's best for your family, immediate or extendedAny argument, the media'll extend itI had a cousin that stole my laptop that I was fuckin' bitches onPaid that nigga 250 thousand just to get it from himReal friendsHuh?

Real friendsI guess I get what I deserve, don't IWord on the streets is they ain't heard from himI guess I get what I deserve, don't ITalked down on my name, throwed dirt on him

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