Rick Ross - No New Friends lyrics

...Another one [Hook: Drake] Stay down with my day one n***as, and we in the club screaming No new friends, no new friends, no new friends, no no new (DJ Khaled) Still here with my day one n***as, so you hear me say No new friends, no new friends, no new friends, no no new I still ride with my day one n***as, I don't really need No new friends, no new friends, no new friends, no no new I stay down from day one so I say f** all y'all n***as except my n***as f** all y'all n***as except my n***as One more time f** all y'all n***as except my n***as f** all y'all n***as Stay down from day one, So I say (f** a fake friends where your real friends at? Started!) [Verse 1: Drake] Ah, man this sh** so ill that we had to restart it H-town my second home like I'm James Harden Money counter go burrr when you selling out the garden Four car garage, p**nstar ménage Birdman go burrr cause he know this sh** retarded f** her on the floor 'fore we make it to the bed Switch your a** really call started from the bottom, yes lord OVO sound man I'm proud of my n***as, Knew we would make it never doubted my n***as All my b**hes love me If I had a baby mama she would probably be richer than a lot of you n***as Aye, that's luxury dawg, day one n***as you're stuck with me dawg Ever since YouTube n***as been calling me the leader of the new school f** with me dawg, yeah [Hook] [Verse 2: Rick Ross] Your b**h all in my photographs, hoe n***as got hate for me Big homies all certified, nothing n***as gon' take from me Follow codes, study game, feed fam n***a f** fame All black my whip foreign, these bad hoes keep tiptoeing Down in turks and caicos, dope boy that's my dress code All I hug is blood n***a, Khaled that's my flesh though All I want is love n***a, money bring that stress though Smoke good I love life, strip club like every night Every night my same n***as day one straight menace Rozay! [Hook] [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] Ah, I'm here with my n***as, I'm too high to be friendly They throw dirt on my name, well that's why they still dig me And I'm tired of all this hating, I thank God for my patience I thank God for my homies I wish we could trade places b**h we good fellas, boy all them n***as with you they just Pole bearers and if we ball catch us Remember sip slow, live fast Young Money stay young I been Cash Money since day one Tunechi [Hook] [Outro] f** all ya n***as except my n***as [x3] f** all ya n***as f** them other n***as 'cause I'm down with my n***as [x3] f** them other b**hes 'cause I'm down with my n***as