Sean Price - Best Friends lyrics

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Sean Price - Best Friends lyrics

"These are the makings of you" [Verse One] [Jay Bizzy] Okay, I started writin' rhymes a long time ago Back when I couldn't even find a hoe Now they show me love, like they behind me yo Because they know I have potential to be signed with doe Or maybe it's my charm cause when I shine I glow And I don't see the harm in gettin' mine, you know? But it don't happen overnight it takes time to grow Tryin' to find my flow since I was nine years old Stayed on my grind fo' sho', now hey, I'm a pro Did all kind of shows, not a dime at all But still I'm payin' dues, so what you whinin' fo? Rap is like a mountain, need to climb it slow Before you get to forty, got to find your doe But don't be surprised if there's a line up yo Pimpin' ain't for love then what your rhymin' fo? I run a diamond store, droppin' gems since my time to go [Chorus] [Jay Bizzy] I remember way back then When I was comin' up you was there for me, my best friend Know that, you the reason why I pick up the pen I tell the DJ to play the record again Record again [Verse Two] [Sean Price] Listen Lincoln Continental Sean monumental, arm, leg, leg, arm But it all start in the mental Sean Price the government P Body the nickname Smoke my blunt, holdin' my nuts, watch the Knick game Might pop a pill, but the god never sniff cane Metro card carrier A legend on the six train Wack back then, matter of fact ain't sh** changed Stay cruddy n***a, I'm better than y'all Get a knife but yet I feel it's better to brawl, n***a f** it, just gutted a broad p**y a** n***a For real Ayo meet the thorough private jet plane leavin' for Cheetoborough Now I'm broke in coach, smugglin' coke Sean Price dope like h**ne in your arm Put the needle to my vein and remember my moms Rest in peace [echos] [Verse Three] [Jay Bizzy] Okay, I remember you were my best friend The pen in my left hand, the rest than is history It's Jay Bizzy The motherf**er can't play with me So it's a cuss, ? charts to make the food, so I stay shifty Ain't got no day job No nine to five, I gotta play hard and take charge And praise God For watchin' over me all the times I knew I wasn't alone He gave me strength on the microphone Of course I give it all that I got And live it up, I don't wanna wake up 40 like my life is gone And yeah, I'm all grown, I know right from wrong But lord forgive me if I ain't that strong But sometimes I look back And ask myself, "Is this all gonna pay off? I know a little cash would help." But I'd rather live in debt than to live with regrets It's in my heart and I could never forget [Chorus] [Jay Bizzy] I remember way back then When I was comin' up you was there for me, my best friend Know that, you the reason why I pick up the pen I tell the DJ to play the record again Record again

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