Kanye West – Real Friends (ft. Ty Dolla $ign) (Audio, Lyrics)

Kanye West - Real Friends (ft. Ty Dolla $ign) (prod. Noah Goldstein, MIKE DEAN, Darren King, Sevn Thomas, Frank Dukes, Havoc, Boi-1da & Kanye West)

Throwback to Kanye West’s “Real Friends” track featuring Ty Dolla $ign. Listen, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download the song co-produced by Noah Goldstein, MIKE DEAN, Darren King, Sevn Thomas, Frank Dukes, Havoc, Boi-1da & Kanye West.

Kanye West Real Friends
Kanye West Real Friends

Five years ago today, Kanye West finally unleashed The Life Of Pablo to streaming services. Mind you, the lead up to the album’s release was kind of sloppy. He premiered it as MSG before setting the Kanye West standard of never having a deadline set in place. Finally, on Valentine’s Day, it popped up on TIDAL and fans were finally able to listen to a high-quality version of the album.

Some might argue that this was Kanye’s last great album. The Life Of Pablo was truly a celebration of Kanye’s evolution over the years, offering plenty of highlights from the Vic Mensa and Sia-assisted, “Wolves,” to the Madlib-produced, “No More Parties In LA” ft Kendrick Lamar. However, Kanye delivered a poignant tale of disloyalty and wealth on “Real Friends” with Ty Dolla $ign. With production from himself, Frank Dukes, Havoc and Boi-1da, Kanye reflects on his relationship with his family and how that’s evolved with fame and fortune.

Kanye West – Real Friends (ft. Ty Dolla $ign) (prod. Noah Goldstein, MIKE DEAN, Darren King, Sevn Thomas, Frank Dukes, Havoc, Boi-1da & Kanye West)

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Real friends, how many of us?
How many of us, how many jealous? Real friends
It’s not many of us, we smile at each other
But how many honest? Trust issues
Switched up the number, I can’t be bothered
I cannot blame you for havin’ an angle
I ain’t got no issues, I’m just doin’ my thing
Hope you’re doin’ your thing, too
I’m a deadbeat cousin, I hate family reunions
Fuck the church up by drinkin’ at the communion
Spillin’ free wine, now my tux is ruined
In town for a day, what the fuck we doin’?
Who your real friends? We all came from the bottom
I’m always blamin’ you, but what’s sad, you not the problem
Damn I forgot to call her, shit I thought it was Thursday
Why you wait a week to call my phone in the first place?
When was the last time I remembered a birthday?
When was the last time I wasn’t in a hurry?

[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]
Tell me you want your tickets when it’s gametime
Even to call your daughter on her FaceTime
Even when we was young I used to make time
Now we be way too busy just to make time
Even for my…

[Chorus: Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign]
Real friends
I guess I get what I deserve, don’t I?
Word on the streets is they ain’t heard from him
I guess I get what I deserve, don’t I?
Talked down on my name, throwed dirt on him

[Verse 2: Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign]
I couldn’t tell you how old your daughter was (Was)
Couldn’t tell you how old your son is (Is)
I got my own Jr. on the way, dawg (Dawg)
Plus I already got one kid (Kid)
Couldn’t tell you much about the fam though
I just showed up for the yams though

Maybe 15 minutes, took some pictures with your sister
Merry Christmas, then I’m finished, then it’s back to business
You wanna ask some questions ’bout some real shit? (Shit)
Like I ain’t got enough pressure to deal with (With)
Please don’t pressure me with that bill shit (Shit)
Cause everybody got ’em that ain’t children
Oh you’ve been nothin’ but a friend to me
Niggas thinkin’ I’m crazy, you defendin’ me
It’s funny I ain’t spoke to niggas in centuries
To be honest, dawg, I ain’t feelin’ your energy
Money turn your kin into an enemy
Niggas ain’t real as they pretend to be

[Verse 3: Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign]
Lookin’ for real friends
How many of us? How many of us are real friends
To real friends, ’til the reel end
‘Til the wheels fall off, ’til the wheels don’t spin (Yeah yeah)
To 3 A.M., callin’
How many real friends?
Just to ask you a question
Just to see how you was feelin’
How many?
For the last you was frontin’
I hate when a nigga text you like, “What’s up, fam? Hope you good”
You say, “I’m good, I’m great,” the next text they ask you for somethin’
How many?
What’s best for your family, immediate or extended
Any argument, the media’ll extend it

I had a cousin that stole my laptop that I was fuckin’ bitches on
Paid that nigga 250 thousand just to get it from him
Real friends
Huh?

[Chorus: Kanye West, Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign]
Real friends
I guess I get what I deserve, don’t I
Word on the streets is they ain’t heard from him
I guess I get what I deserve, don’t I
Talked down on my name, throwed dirt on him

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