The Game Feat. Billboard Never Be Friend Lyrics

[Intro: Billboard Talking]
This ma n____ from way back since we was kids
like no what am saying we something like you could
say a g_______ing dynasty or something like
no what am saying cause his older brother Big Face
and ma older cousin they ran together so they hocked us
up together when we was lil kids no what am saying
we both know so we used to spit but he would take it more serious
than me no what am saying I was f___ing up like getting in and out of jail and s___ no what am saying but he made it happen he came back and got me like he said he would no what am saying its Black Wall Street me and the Game

[Game talking]
We could never be friends
nah never be friends

[Verse 1]
Ayo I walk through the valley of death
Vest on, Teflon, nine pouched 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 Rover
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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[Verse 2]
n____s politickin' wanna know why I'm rhymin' different
My best friend got murdered, n____ 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'
n____s 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 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 n____s in and out of county blues like they was born crippin'
So I'ma keep on livin' cause when I'm gone n____s ain't gonna do s___
But f___ my b____ 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 f___ you gonna do to me?
Keep talking s___ 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
VALE 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 n____ I'm missing you

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