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C#m G#m A x4
[Verse 1]
C#m G#mReal friends, how many of us?
A C#mHow many of us, how many jealous? Real friends
G#m AIt's not many of us, we smile at each other
C#mBut how many honest? Trust issues
G#m ASwitched up the number, I can't be bothered
C#mI cannot blame you for havin' an angle
G#m AI ain't got no issues, I'm just doin' my thing
Hope you're doin' your thing too
C#m G#mI'm a deadbeat cousin, I hate family reunions
AFuck the church up, I'm drinkin' at the communion
C#m G#mSpillin' free wine, now my tux is ruined
AIn town for a day, what the fuck we doin'?
C#m G#mWho your real friends? We all came from the bottom
AI'm always blamin' you, but what's sad, you're not the problem
C#m G#mDamn I forgot to call her, shit I thought it was Thursday
AWhy you wait a week to call my phone in the first place?
C#m G#mWhen was the last time I remembered a birthday?
AWhen was the last time I wasn't in a hurry?
[Bridge]
C#m G#m ATell me you want your tickets when it's gametime
C#mEven to call your daughter on her FaceTime
G#m AEven when we was young I used to make time
C#mNow we be way too busy just to make time
G#m AEven for my...
[Hook]
(A)Real friends
C#mI guess I get what I deserve, don't I?
G#m AWord on the streets is they ain't heard from him
C#mI guess I get what I deserve, don't I?
G#m ATalked down on my name, throwed dirt on him
[Verse 2]
C#m G#mI couldn't tell you how old your daughter was
ACouldn't tell you how old your son is
C#m G#mI got my own Jr. on the way, dawg
APlus I already got one kid
C#m G#mCouldn't tell you much about the fam though
AI just showed up for the yams though
C#m G#mMaybe 15 minutes, took some pictures with your sister
AMerry Christmas, then I'm finished, then it's back to business
C#m G#mYou wanna ask some questions 'bout some real shit?
ALike I ain't got enough pressure to deal with
C#m G#mPlease don't pressure me with that bill shit
ACause everybody got 'em, that ain't children
C#m G#mOh you've been nothin' but a friend to me
ANiggas thinkin' I'm crazy, you defendin' me
C#m G#mIt's funny I ain't spoke to niggas in centuries
ATo be honest, dawg I ain't feelin' your energy
C#m G#mMoney turn your kin into an enemy
ANiggas ain't real as they pretend to be
[Verse 3]
C#m G#mLookin' for all my real friends
A C#mHow many of us? How many of us are real friends
G#m ATo real friends, to the real end
C#m G#m'Til the wheels fall off, 'til the wheels don't spin
A C#m G#mTo 3 A.M., callin'
AHow many real friends?
Just to ask you a question
C#m G#mJust to see how you was feelin'
AHow many?
For the last you was frontin'
C#m G#mI hate when a nigga text you like, "what's up, fam, oh you good?"
A C#m G#mYou say, "I'm good" then great, the next text they ask you for somethin'
AHow many?
C#m G#mWhat's best for your family, immediate or extended
AAny argument, the media'll extend it
C#m G#mI had a cousin that stole my laptop that I was fuckin' bitches on
A C#mPaid that nigga 250 thousand just to get it from him
G#m AReal friends
C#mHuh?
[Hook]
G#m A#mReal friends
C#mI guess I get what I deserve, don't I?
G#m AWord on the streets is they ain't heard from him
C#mI guess I get what I deserve, don't I?
G#m ATalked down on my name, throwed dirt on him
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