Friendship Lyrics

[Verse 1: Kid Vision]
You know we back at it with the boom bap
I'll open up and step back
So many friends on one track
And I'm so proud they did that

I'm only spitting real facts
Causing positive impacts
Getting Positive feedback
We destroy every track

My friends are so incredible credible
Redday's high off of an edible edible
Doing this track was inevitable
Cause my friends are incredible
This ain't local its federal because we be collabing with people all over the world

Here's a shout out to my bro David Hartle
His rhymes are so sick it is getting pretty fatal
He's been with me ever since i lived back in Lakeville
He's been my bro since I was living in a cradle

And now I'm in Fargo with my man Chrisfel
On The Leau represent it is doing so well
And now I got the drip at my shows check me out
Keep working hard do your best and give them hell

And once upon a rhyme we got my man Fat Sunny
He's been with me since day one before the money
You've always been real all the time not a phony
It's crazy how far we've come man it's kind of funny

There's your introduction and now I got to end
I'll be rocking with you all from the beginning to the end
You guys all have a talent that you really need to lend
And now I'm out
Thank God for friends
Yeah

[Verse 2: Redday]
Yeah Yeah
It's Redday
With the bro's
About to kill it
Always do
Yeah yo yo yo yo
I'm the dude
Farsighted

It's young Redday here to make an appearance with Zac B
Kid V
Really ripping up the mics and beats
He hit me up with an MP3 and said
Can you lay a verse up on my album G
I was

Just sitting watching Schitts Creek
Anything for a friend is what I said then I hit the beat
But I love rapping love the snapping bars
Anytime you hit me up I'm a always go hard
Cause uh

I been isolated for a minute
Sitting in my room and really trying to f*cking get it
I get my skills up
But I get lost in my head
And get my feels up
And then I'm smoking again
And then forgetting half the shit that I learned
It's absurd
Words flying around my head but they're out of order
Mental torture

I'm stuck in a loop with no end
And that has really got me thinking “go full send”
But uhh

I know I shouldn't but I wanna till my time is spent
I need to choose the better choice so I don't have to repent
Yo there's a lot of damage done that I'm trying to mend
And I can't walk this road alone thank God for friends

Thank God for friends yo

And now I'm chilling spitting bars with my rapper dudes
We speak the flu
A to C
The Epidemic gon' get you B
H1N1
That is code son
High on 1
N another 1
For the nights done

I'm on a roll like cinnamon
I blow 40 million
On her face that ain't money son
Shit I'm dirty with the lines
Got the skid mark rhymes
Time for y'all to rise and shine
I'm Johnny Cash in his prime

I think it's time that I peace out
I got to go it's time for someone else to speak now

[Verse 3: David Hartle]
Bring back the boom bap
And rip it and split it in one track
All they say is I can't rap
But I got the vision to prove that
Say that i'm nothing you get slapped
When I see the money I get that
I got the flows that you lack
When I get the whip it's a whiplash

It better be two better than one better than one
That's what friendships do
We the sons we the sons
Of what the masters do
We just trying to find our mantle
Someone clean our shoes
You can try and win this fight but I know that you'll lose Welcome to our world of hip-hop
The world where you see guys like me trying to get dropped
Make it out the ground is right now my one spot
And don't be surprised when you see me saying "f*ck the cops!"

Because the states is out of order
Watch it when I bring the sound revving the motor
Do you really think I could ever get much colder
If so take a sip cause I'm on mini soda's (Minnesota)

That last line might be cheesy
Sorry that's the next state over Kelefotayri
If you take offense to this I'm not sorry
I'm just doing me lookout here comes the party

Yeah David Hartle is the name
But I wouldn't be shit without my family and my friends too
Let me list them off for you like 1 2 1 2 3 4
We got Vision and Redday and Sonny and Gabriel
Don't forget the homie Chrisfel he know we rhyming well
Bring your rhymes to school because we gonna show and tell
Schooling out the angels they running like we was born in hell

That last lines an understatement
We the kids of today, we trying to make a statement
I'm still a bum who lives in my parents basement
You better watch out because I'm turning in to Satan
Yeah

[Verse 4: Fat Sonny]
I've been on this rap grind since I was 15
Been a long journey but it ain't just me
I got Explicit and Zac and my man Prodigy
We've been always chasing after this crazy fantasy
From Wycked Blizzrd all the way to Once Upon a Rhyme
We've been putting in the work
We've been working overtime

From recording music on a Rock Band mic
Meeting up with Zac and editing all night
Now he's doing shows
He's about to f*cking make it
This passion for rap
We ain't ever had to fake it

You know I got ties from nation to nation
Other remind me its virtue without patience
Perfect comes in time that I ain't wasting
It's the fact I need friends I had hard time facing
Got friends from Canada all the way to Germany
Got friends as far as the eye can see

We jotted down our thoughts
And rode on a train thoughts
We played connect the dots a lyrical onslaught
Jackpot!
Because of all my friends i finally got here
And to y'all I want to thank cheers

[Verse 5: Chrisfel]
We be switching lanes
We don't care about opinions
We got lemonade like the genie in a bottle
Had to juice it up had to keep the comments coming
Had to switch it up count eight hundred bands with the homies

That's how friendship goes
Look at how it goes
Trying to push us out the way a world
What you do that for

Misplaced on the puzzle had a muzzle piece
Had my friends around told them bring me peace
We don't care about opinions
Had to keep it real
Keep it chill drip
When I pull up to the crib doors open wide
Open like a nigga in the sea
Nigga see
See the sea
Made it with the bros call it memory SIM
We're to extreme complexity
I'm in the way
Let me put my pride aside
Should've seen the sign
Friendship with no goals how that go
I don't know
You don't know shit is whack
Got to keep it moving with the bros
Lot of hoes lot of bros now
(Lot of hoes lot of woes got to pick and choose)
What is good peek-a-boo
I miss you too
I miss you too

Wait wait
We on the plate
I don't know what to say
Got to keep it calculated in a medical way
We be smoking hella gas the chambers away
Full of carbs
Life is hard
Had to stay up in charge
With a strap on my waist
For the friends on the way
We gon' make it today
On The Leau hundred roses
Man f*ck a delay
f*ck a delay

[Kid Vision]
Yeah f*ck a delay
Friendship

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