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• Artiste: Token (Rap)
• Titre: Friends
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I met a girl who was the last in line, Nevada meet-and-greet She was by herself, tattoos up and down her sleeve She told me about a dead parent and brother who OD'd She says she was about to end it all until she heard me I did my best to understand, it's just hard to believe Nobody in my crew heard her 'cause she spoke real quietly She was a pretty girl, a body I didn't notice 'til she left My bro saw her and complimented her dress He followed her and offered her a drink around the corner The venue bar was closed but not for us, we're the performers I know my bro well, I know his type I didn't stick around, I hit the hotel for the night But I'm sure she went with him, I mean that shit is dope She met the artist that changed her life and she got to hang with his bro And she heard stories about the artist and what he's like when he's at home And she's appreciative, so much it might be hard to tell him no My music spoke to her But when she spoke to me, I had a friend behind the scenes My friend isn't a creep, but he don't know who the fan is I'm why she didn't take her life, but I'm also why my friend took advantage I don't know who she blame, but I can't imagine she still look at me the same When she hears my music, I wonder what's first to enter her head Her brother who OD'd or waking up inside my friend's bed? You're my friend, you're my friend forever We'll always be together I'm your best friend, you're my best friend I'm your best friend, you're my best friend I met this kid when I was fourteen, he was twenty-three Almost ten years on me, but we were like family Two underdeveloped rappers from Massachusetts He'd come over to my house and hug my mama like she his Up 'til 4 a.m. recordin' songs and makin' playlists Drivin' home and talking 'bout what life's gon' be like when we make it He called me cryin' one day I said, "Bro, is everything okay?" He said, "Bro, everything is straight, I got a daughter on the way" I knew this girl, she was special Hang with us at the stu', throwing words out to freestyle She gave birth, a healthy child Bro's a father, shit was wild By the time they potty-trained her, I was startin' to go viral By the time she was like four, I was just beginnin' to tour He was watching me from his phone, happy for me but wanted more We would always talk about the only losers is the ones who quit My success showed him it's possible, so he stayed at my crib My trips to Cali put me in room with millionaires I'd come home with stories He said, "Dude, I gotta get out there" I said, "It could change everything" Never mentioned his kid He just remembered what we said 'bout people who decide to quit That girl needs a father, but dreams need pursuit So when I moved to LA, my dawg did too In hopes to make it big and my success is what encouraged it And that encouragement had left a little girl fatherless 'Cause talkin' everyday turned into talkin' every week And years fly quicker every year You blink an eye and she's a teen And now you're in the land of dreams But worse, you're in the land of dreamers You don't stand out in the slightest Got no motion, got no features Got no fans, and got no tours And got no bread for plane tickets Got your daughter's phone number But get no answer when it's ringing She made up her mind about you That being Token's homie doesn't hold weight like it used to Me and my bro still hang, I ain't see his daughter since a high chair I moved outta Cali, but he started a new life there I feel his pain, I never mention there's no purpose for me So when we get together, I just tell him more stories And he tells me 'bout his single that he's waitin' on a mix for I still give encouragement, 'cause that's all I'm good for But he never gon' make it, and what's the biggest loser? Look, a quitter or deadbeat dad in Hollywood? That's my dawg, though You're my friend, you're my friend forever We'll always be together I'm your best friend, you're my best friend I'm your best friend, you're my best friend You're my friend, you're my friend forever We'll always be together I'm your best friend, you're my best friend I'm your best friend, you're my best friend