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Pharrell Williams - Best Friend lyrics
Best Friend Yeah, ye...spit my gum out right now...haha What up world? Got my inspiration in the studio with me, right?...feelin' good Got a lot to smile about, ahaha, talk to y'all niggas...yessur, hey [Verse 1] My best friend say I'm bottled up, I need a fucking therapist But I can't think of nobody I wanna share this with Why should I open up on somebody elses carelessness... [cork pops] There goes the top, nigga, so here it is Mama workin' all day, Daddy out in the streets Imagine 10 years old full of doubt and defeat Growing up around criminals, with clout and deceit My grandma Loucelle used to tell me, you about what you weep She used to help me with my homework, addiction-subtraction Added faith to my life and doubt got subtracted Wanna skip ya mind from crying better learn something, son You be beatin' on my couches, why don't you try hit the drums Look, oo you see me ma They wish they could be me ma As I got better, her body was eaten by Luchimia Seventh grade, it was cursed and sad But the gift within it, was when I first met Chad But even Chad could tell you that my Christmas was jinxed Cuz grandma Loucelle died on 12th 19th I can't help but wonder, what kind of black cloud I was under Cuz 15 years later the other died that summer...bummer [Chorus] My best friend told me, you be actin' tough, that's fine But the weight of the world can really crush one's mind So let it out P (what), let it out P (what), let it out P (what), let it out P (what). See, you wont even know you hurt sometimes, until you in conversation it comes out in a line so let it out P (what), let it out P (what), let it out P (what), my nigga let it out [Verse 2] Aye yo, 10 21 Atlantis drive, nigga was action packed That's Atlantis appartments, we live in half the back That's where the 12 year olds there, they wbe flashing crack And when they shoot you nigga, they ain't tryna pass it back Aye yo, Diggy, Fleet and Marvian can you imagine that? The place we love the most, the hood was built to smash us flat But I escaped cuz I chased, what made me passion that Now I got my skate team and spit these acid raps So many niggas will rise So many them niggas try So many them niggas ended up duck-taped and tied So many them same niggas, man they moms eyes cry So, they just got older, still on the corner with they pride Well let me tell niggas something, I'm so glad you alive Long as you got a breathe, a pulse, nigga strive Devine intervention this is I heard a voice nigga, listen to this [Chorus] [Verse 3] Jesus will arrange it, but Jesus wont change it Hold yourself responsible, on yourself you blame it You mad, nigga don't articulate and ??, I.E. we best friends, speak best friends language I'm a happy nigga, you can't approach me in anguish Whoever said anything worth working for would be painless Can't be mad at the world cuz you and your girl ain't famous Cuz you both on bate, BBC and chainless Also your rangless, therefore switch laneless Now you brainless, dangerous, cuz you pull out the stainless All of sudden you smart, now you do something hainess First time you get caught, now your ass is famous No longer chainless, and the bus switching lanes is a bad look Yo girl with ya man sellin' laneless, Stop Nigga rewind and reverese slides 3 times Reassess your thinking and trust me it'll be fine First picture your goal, and repeat 'It'll be mine' Or fuck it nigga, just keep imagine killin' me fine Now you, scruntching your face tryna ace attainment When you should be tryna find a place to base your shame, nigga Success is tangible, don't wait for fame I thought you would receive it better if I ain't say ya name You unsure of yourself, sit still and think Review those actions if it fit, put your name in the blank [Chorus] Star Track, is who we are [x4] |
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