Never Be Friends Lyrics - Game

(Verse 1) 

Yeah though I walk through the valley of death 

Vest on, Teflon none approached in my Hurricane sweats 

Black chrome my shoulder, big wheel 'till it's over 

He never got to see me put black chrome on the Rova 

Reading your obituary wishing we never met 

So I wouldn't have to shed tears or wake up in cold sweats 

Lookin' at this bottle of Hennessy wishing you never left 

Wishing I chased your Monte Carlo down and gave you my vest 

Or better yet I wish they never let you out 

And I never got that phone call tellin' me that you out 

Wish you never signed the release form 

I wouldn't have had to clear this sample 

Or use this track to say rest in peace for him 

You wanted to know if Dre and Em felt you? 

They did, before I could tell you somebody killed you 

I feel pain for everybody that ever knew the real you 

Call Nas tell him that I got an Ill Will too 

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(Chorus) 

(Verse 2) 

Niggas politickin' wanna know why I'm rhymin' different 

My best friend got murdered, nigga my mind is different 

If you ain't never spent no time in prison 

You can't understand these bars or the lines I'm spittin' 

Niggas rilin' me up let's go find a victim 

I can't do it homie that's the reason Shyne in prison 

And through divine intervention ten plus years doing crime in the trenches 

Multiply by the time we spent in the kitchen 

It's a life worth of hard livin', Cuban cigar tippin' 

Twelve grade ditchin', purple serve by the jar sippin' 

If you lost a homie you know friendship is God given 

I've done seen the church so much you'd think I was born Christian 

I've done seen more dead bodies than a mortician 

Seen niggas in and out of county blues like they was born crippin' 

So I'ma keep on livin' cause when I'm gone niggas ain't gonna do shit 

But fuck my bitch and poor liquor 

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(Verse 3) 

What if you was me 

And you had to sit through an entire funeral 

While the Pastor readin' your homeboy's eulogy 

I'm already dead 

What the fuck you gonna do to me? 

Keep talking shit I'll empty my clip in that G-Unit tee 

Gimme a minute to say my grace with God 

I'll see your face in the mirror I came a long way to talk 

And tell you your Moms is missing you 

Your Pops is missing you 

Just saw your baby pictures in your Grandmother's living room 

Face is missing you homie 

Wink is missing you 

Thank God you left us memories and songs to listen to 

? is missing you 

The hood is missing you 

Let my son graduate high school 

And I'm gonna come visit you 

The world is missing you 

Eminem was feeling you 

Dre said he felt your vibe the little time we spent with you 

Pour the Henny out cuz he ain't here in the physical 

They say real men don't cry but nigga I'm missing you 

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