Kanye West - Real friends
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[Intro]
C#m E F#m x4
[Verse 1]
Real frieC#mnds, how many of Eus?
How many of uF#ms, how many jealous? Real friends C#m
It's not many ofE us, we smile at each F#mother
But how many honest? Trust issuesC#m
Switched up the numEber, I can't be botheF#mred
I cannot blame you for havin' an angleC#m
I ain't got no issEues, I'm just doin' my tF#mhing
Hope you're doin' your thing too
I'm a deadbeat couC#msin, I hate family reuniEons
Fuck the church F#mup by drinking at the communion
Spillin' free wC#mine, now my tux is ruiEned
In town for a dF#may, what the fuck we doin'?
Who your real frieC#mnds? We all came from the botEtom
I'm always blamin' yF#mou, but what's sad, you're not the problem
Damn I forgot to call C#mher, shit I thought it was ThursEday
Why you wait a weF#mek to call my phone in the first place?
When was the lC#mast time I remembered a birthEday?
When was the lF#mast time I wasn't in a hurry?
[Bridge]
C#mTell me you want your Etickets when it'sF#m gametime
Even to call your daughter on her FaceTimeC#m
Even when we was yEoung I used to makeF#m time
Now we be way too busy just to make time C#m
EEven for my...
[Chorus]
Real friendF#ms
I guess I get what I C#mdeserve, don't I?
EWord on the streets is theF#my ain't heard from him
I guess I get what I C#mdeserve, don't I?
ETalked down on my nameF#m, throwed dirt on him
[Verse 2]
I couldn't tell you C#mhow old your daughter Ewas
Couldn't tell yoF#mu how old your son is
I got my own C#mJr. on the way, dEawg
Plus I aF#mlready got one kid
Couldn't tell you mC#much about the fam thEough
I just showed F#mup for the yams though
Maybe 15 minuC#mtes, took some pictures with your sEister
Merry Christmas, then I'm fF#minished, then it's back to business
You wanna ask some qC#muestions 'bout some real sEhit?
Like I ain't got eF#mnough pressure to deal with
Please don't C#mpressure me with that bill sEhit
Cause everybody got 'F#mem, that ain't children
Oh you've been nC#mothin' but a friend toE me
Niggas thinkin' I'm cF#mrazy, you defendin' me
It's funny I ain't C#mspoke to niggas in ceEnturies
To be honest, dF#mawg I ain't feelin' your energy
Money turn your C#mkin into an enEemy
Niggas ain't rF#meal as they pretend to be
[Verse 3]
Lookin' for C#mall my real frieEnds
How many of F#mus? How many of us are real frienC#mds
To real frEiends, to the realF#m end
'Til the wheels fall C#moff, 'til the wheels don't Espin
To 3F#m A.M., callin' C#m E
How many rF#meal friends?
Just to ask you a question
Just to C#msee how you was fEeelin'
How mF#many?
For the last you was frontin'
I hate when a nC#migga text you like, "what's Eup, fam, oh you good?"
YF#mou say, "I'm good" then great, the next text they ask you for somethin' C#m E
How mF#many?
What's best for your fC#mamily, immediate or exEtended
Any argF#mument, the media'll extend it
I had a coC#musin that stole my laptop thatE I was fuckin' bitches on
Paid that nF#migga 250 thousand just to get it from hiC#mm
Real frieEnds F#m
Huh?C#m
[Chorus]
Real friendsE F#m
I guess I get what I C#mdeserve, don't I?
EWord on the streets is theF#my ain't heard from him
I guess I get what I C#mdeserve, don't I?
ETalked down on my nameF#m, throwed dirt on him
[Outro]
Ooo ooo oAoo oo oAo A
Ooo ooo oEoo oo oEo F#m
Ooo ooo oC#moo oo oEo F#m
Ooo ooo oC#moo oo oEo F#m
Ooo ooo oC#moo oo oEo