No New Friends lyrics

[Intro: Drake]

Yeah I stay down with my day one niggas and we in the club screaming

[Hook]

No new friends, no new friends, no new friends, no, no new

Still here with my day one niggas, so you hear me say

No new friends, no new friends, no new friends, no, no new

I still ride with my day one niggas, I don't really need

No new friends, no new friends, no new friends, no, no new

I stay down from day one so I say

Fuck all y'all niggas except my niggas

Fuck all y'all niggas except my niggas

One more time

Fuck all ya'll niggas except my niggas

Fuck all ya'll niggas, stay down from day one so I say

(Fuck a fake friend, where your real friends at? Started!)

[Verse 1: Drake]

Man this shit so ill that we had to restart it

H-town my second home like I'm James Harden

Money counter go *brrrr* when you sellin' out the Garden

Four car garage, pornstar ménage

Birdman go *brrrr* cause he know this shit retarded

Fuck her on the floor before we make it to the bed

That's what your ass really call started from the bottom, yes lord

OVO Sound man I'm proud of my niggas

Knew that we would make it never doubted my niggas

All my bitches love me

If I had a baby mama she would probably be richer then a lot of you niggas

Aye that's luxury dawg, day one niggas man ya'll stuck with me dawg

Ever since Youtube niggas been calling me the leader of the new school

Fuck with me dawg, yeah

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]

Your bitch all in my photographs, ho niggas got hate for me

Big homies all certified, nothing niggas gon' take from me

Follow codes, study game, feed fam nigga fuck fame

All black my whip foreign, these bad hoes keep tiptoeing

Down in Turks and Caicos, dope boy that's my dress code

All I hug is blood nigga, Khaled that's my flesh ho

All I want is love nigga, money bring that stress tho

Smoke good I love life, strip club like erry night

Every night my same niggas, day one, straight menace (Rozay!)

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]

Ugh, I'm here with my niggas, I'm too high to be friendly

They throw dirt on my name, well that's why they still dig me

And I'm tired of all this hating, I thank God for my patience

I thank God for my homies, I wish we could trade places

Bitch we good-fellas, boy all them niggas with you they just pall bearers

And if we ball catch us, remember sip slow, live fast

Young Money, stay young

I been Cash Money since day one

Tunechi

[Hook]

[Outro: Future]

Fuck all y'all niggas except my niggas

Fuck them other niggas cuz' I'm down for my niggas

• Artist:DJ Khaled
• Album:Suffering From Success (2013)