Fabolous - Good life lyrics

Uh, uh, uh Yeah Uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh [Hook - Fabolous] A thug changes and love changes And best friends become strangers, Pachanga P-P-P-P-P-P-P-Pachanga , P-P-P-P-P-P-Pachanga [Verse 1 - Fabolous] Yo everything ain't love love, cause if it is My definition of love must differ his I mean every friendship has its differences (yeah) But these Young Bucks remind me of Fif' and his (damn) They hear the good life, wanna see what the difference is (okay) Some just wanna smoke, enjoy the piff-leges (haha) He unwrap a cigar like it's a gift of his He a funny little n***a like Eddie Griffin is (what?) Between smokin and jokin then you got to live (uh huh) So I gave him a chance and that's a lot to give You 'posed to make the most of what you was paid to gross I gave you bread and bu*ter you supposed to make the toast Fifteen years, FIFTEEN YEARS! And now when we say "what's up?", the sh** seem weird (so weird) But there's a question I prepared for you (what's that?) How could you f** the only people who ever cared for you? A thug changes [Hook - Fabolous] - 2X A thug changes and love changes And best friends become strangers, Pachanga P-P-Pachanga, P-P-Pachanga [Verse 2 - Fabolous] There's a parallel path 'tween friends and enemies (uh huh) And whenever you cross it you make frienemies (uh huh) There's no remedies for these sick memories My doctor said there's no cure for the Emilys (damn) Had a +Crush On You+, now we Kim and Cease We don't even talk no more, it's no Biggie I was so Biggie, you was Faith I let you slide in my home, you was safe I thought my ability to provide you stability Was what was really G, okay silly me (silly me) I was Billy Dee, smooth cat but really street Really she attract n***as like the +A Milli+ beat And I happen to rap but somethin 'bout this beat strange Soon as I try to flow with it, the beat change Never thought she change (never) But what you thinks a upgrade really just could be a seat change Love changes [Hook] [Verse 3 - Fabolous] See when the love is gone then it's just B.S. left Just n***as with chains on tryin to be S.F That's when your ace boom coom ya B.F.F Who Pachange ya like they was a P.F. chef +D-D-D-Danger+, it just feels Mystikal I miss the cool nights sittin in the Carlo Now it's like "boooo" we sittin in Apollo It used to be all good, then sh** just went malo And that's bad, matter fact that's sad Cause when you lose a friend it's hard to handle the loss They do some b**h sh**, gotta give ya man a divorce End up watchin "Friends" like Joey, Chandler and Ross Ya see, most of these n***as ain't never love 'em (never love 'em) And these b**hes just think whatever of 'em (whatever of 'em) So maybe playin dumb was kinda clever of 'em And less friends are your best friends become strangers [Hook]