friends

Singer: beyonce

my friends

real friends

better than your friends

that's how we keep poppin' out that benz

yeah

no foes

real friends

we ain't even got to pretend

yeah

get bands

get bands

spend it all on my friends

gon' pull me up

pull me up

pull me up

and never let me down

gon' pull me up

pull me up

pull me up

and never let me drown

gon' pull me up

pull me up

pull me up

and never let me drown

gon' pull me up

pull me up

pull me up

i'll never hit the ground

my friends

real friends

better than your friends

yeah

that's how we keep popping out that benz

yeah

for friends

real friends

better than your friends

yeah

that's them

that's them

they know all my business

i don't know what i would do without all of my crew

yeah

i ain't makin' no room

yeah

i ain't makin' no new friends

i don't make no moves

yeah

without tellin' my crew

yeah

that just how we do

yeah

that just how we do

oh

damn it

i love my life

styrofoam cups

no ice

party 'fore we go inside

never let them out my sight

they're right by my side

them my ride-or-dies

them my ride-or-dies

my friends are goals

your friends are foes

we fly

why cry

our souls exposed

yeah

we smoke

we laugh

your stress

my stress

closer than kin

i'm blessed

you blessed

ten toes

ten toes

we was out in that road

uh

lookin' for love in wrong places

we proposed to a stove

yeah

shared jewels

shared clothes

that's how deep this shit goes

yeah

every week

ya got bros

all of y'all fake close

y'all switchin' sides like nba teams just after halftime

i'm pullin' up on my dog

make sure he okay

i don't even have time

he copped me a porsche with butterscotch seats

this 'fore they had meals

live better than rappers and they don't even have deals

that real

bought emory a bm as soon as he came home

we hopped on a plane

headed straight to the bay

that's how we turn the game on

it's game on

ty mama died

i was there

my nephew died

he was there

he in my house more than i be there

more than b there

ty-ty there

e there

breezy there

juan there

high here

chaka there

law there

they all here

ah yeah

dez there

kwanna here

shit feel like nirvana here

crib like the soho house

i might stay in and grow out my hair

tight circle

no squares

i'm geometrically opposed to you

y'all like to try angles

y'all like to troll

do you?

y'all talk around hoes

do you?

y'all don't follow codes do you?

you know everything you say from niggas close to you

you emotional; when i say

free the dogs