Real friends, how many of 'em?
Back then, counted a dozen
Ain't mad, knew what was coming
Real friends, how many of 'em?
Back then, counted a dozen
Things change and I'm serious
Real friends, how many of 'em?
Back then, counted a dozen
Ain't mad, knew what was coming
Real friends, how many of 'em?
Back then, counted a dozen
Things change and I'm serious
I can make my own decisions
Make some changes, some revisions
All for one, and one for all
Split the pie proper division
One bad apple, f*ck the batch up
We ahead, y'all playing catch up
Filled with, filled with so much passion
Treating every game, like it's the last one
Planned it out, calculated fashion
Laser focus, can't believe it happened
Obligation, it is not pretend
Real ones will ride for me, and I'll ride for them
Real friends, how many of 'em?
Back then, counted a dozen
Ain't mad, knew what was coming
Real friends, how many of 'em?
Back then, counted a dozen
Things change and I'm serious
Real friends, how many of 'em?
Back then, counted a dozen
Ain't mad, knew what was coming
Real friends, how many of 'em?
Back then, counted a dozen
Things change and I'm serious
F*ck that friend shit, there comes a time, when the real ones are family
Gave me some money to fulfill my dream
L.A. trip, made it reality
Never hesitate to say I'm f*ckin' up, huh, helped me toughen up
So if it pans out, somehow I'm the one
Watch when your whole wrist is flooded up
Cause we been so low, so low
We're going through some things, that no one knows
Take care of me and my team, like I'm supposed
We Split it evenly, woah-oh
Cause we been so low, so low
Take care of me and my team, like I'm supposed
Real friends, how many of 'em?
Back then, counted a dozen
Ain't mad, knew what was coming
Real friends, how many of 'em?
Back then, counted a dozen
Things change and I'm serious
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Real friends, how many of 'em?
Back then, counted a dozen
Ain't mad, knew what was coming
Real friends, how many of 'em?
Back then, counted a dozen
Things change and I'm serious
Real friends, how many of 'em?
Back then, counted a dozen
Ain't mad, knew what was coming
Real friends, how many of 'em?
Back then, counted a dozen
Things change and I'm serious
I can make my own decisions
Make some changes, some revisions
All for one, and one for all
Split the pie proper division
One bad apple, f*ck the batch up
We ahead, y'all playing catch up
Filled with, filled with so much passion
Treating every game, like it's the last one
Planned it out, calculated fashion
Laser focus, can't believe it happened
Obligation, it is not pretend
Real ones will ride for me, and I'll ride for them
Real friends, how many of 'em?
Back then, counted a dozen
Ain't mad, knew what was coming
Real friends, how many of 'em?
Back then, counted a dozen
Things change and I'm serious
Real friends, how many of 'em?
Back then, counted a dozen
Ain't mad, knew what was coming
Real friends, how many of 'em?
Back then, counted a dozen
Things change and I'm serious
F*ck that friend shit, there comes a time, when the real ones are family
Gave me some money to fulfill my dream
L.A. trip, made it reality
Never hesitate to say I'm f*ckin' up, huh, helped me toughen up
So if it pans out, somehow I'm the one
Watch when your whole wrist is flooded up
Cause we been so low, so low
We're going through some things, that no one knows
Take care of me and my team, like I'm supposed
We Split it evenly, woah-oh
Cause we been so low, so low
Take care of me and my team, like I'm supposed
Real friends, how many of 'em?
Back then, counted a dozen
Ain't mad, knew what was coming
Real friends, how many of 'em?
Back then, counted a dozen
Things change and I'm serious
Back then, counted a dozen
Ain't mad, knew what was coming
Real friends, how many of 'em?
Back then, counted a dozen
Things change and I'm serious
Real friends, how many of 'em?
Back then, counted a dozen
Ain't mad, knew what was coming
Real friends, how many of 'em?
Back then, counted a dozen
Things change and I'm serious
I can make my own decisions
Make some changes, some revisions
All for one, and one for all
Split the pie proper division
One bad apple, f*ck the batch up
We ahead, y'all playing catch up
Filled with, filled with so much passion
Treating every game, like it's the last one
Planned it out, calculated fashion
Laser focus, can't believe it happened
Obligation, it is not pretend
Real ones will ride for me, and I'll ride for them
Real friends, how many of 'em?
Back then, counted a dozen
Ain't mad, knew what was coming
Real friends, how many of 'em?
Back then, counted a dozen
Things change and I'm serious
Real friends, how many of 'em?
Back then, counted a dozen
Ain't mad, knew what was coming
Real friends, how many of 'em?
Back then, counted a dozen
Things change and I'm serious
F*ck that friend shit, there comes a time, when the real ones are family
Gave me some money to fulfill my dream
L.A. trip, made it reality
Never hesitate to say I'm f*ckin' up, huh, helped me toughen up
So if it pans out, somehow I'm the one
Watch when your whole wrist is flooded up
Cause we been so low, so low
We're going through some things, that no one knows
Take care of me and my team, like I'm supposed
We Split it evenly, woah-oh
Cause we been so low, so low
Take care of me and my team, like I'm supposed
Real friends, how many of 'em?
Back then, counted a dozen
Ain't mad, knew what was coming
Real friends, how many of 'em?
Back then, counted a dozen
Things change and I'm serious
Writer: Billy Garcia
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