Homies (feat. Exile, Pistol McFly & Cashus King)

Blu

Compositor: Exile

It was B, it was Black, it was Kev, it was [?]
It was radio backed, and it was tidy, it was Tim
It was Firm, it was Los, but his name was different then
It was Mos, it's a tie between Raekwon and Ghost
Red and Meth, it was Red but it was close
It was Reggie on the coast
Of the cliffs where we got lifted the most
It was Rob with the smoke
Made a tape, it was dope
It was [?] since day one though
That's my folks
It was Cars I would kick it with when I'm back on the Slaus'
It was Dub in the championships with me, but we lost
It was Joe on the east side, main stunna and menace
It was Mainframe who really introduced me to the business
It was bitches, most definite, but this is for my niggas
It was Rock who got me deeper in religion
And it was Lou Diamonds who first took me out the country
And showed me how to make major money
Rest in peace

This is for my folks, my dogs, my squad, my team
Tryna to work the dream, turn a thought into some C-R-E-A-M
In the end, some will win, some will lose steam
This is for the ones that used to mean everything
My folks, my dogs, my squad, my team
Tryna to work the dream, turn a thought into some C-R-E-A-M
In the end, some will win, some will lose steam
This is for the ones that used to mean everything

It was get like me, but that was back then
Before they wanted to spit like me, fashion didn't mean a thing
I used to recycle jeans, I got them from my older cousin
He wore a different size than me
See, it was me and wooptie
Best friends, more like family
Kinda like [?] and Deebo
[?] William, or like Swizzy and [?]
You came blame them for this mess
Rockin' cars like my big brothers, the reasons I still spit
Jeremy live across the street
Our B-days was same week
His big bro was Anthony
I used to want to be just like him
Kinda like my cousin Malcolm
Whole time I was more like Dallas, he introduced me to this rap shit
Slap me cash money while he was playin' Madden
I play it back in my head so he don't feel dead
I first heard Ex & Blu with my eyes red
It was my nigga Spliff who said: You need to hear this shit
Changed my life and how I look at livin'
Shit, even spittin'

This is for my folks, my dogs, my squad, my team
Tryna to work the dream, turn a thought into some C-R-E-A-M
In the end, some will win, some will lose steam
This is for the ones that used to mean everything
My folks, my dogs, my squad, my team
Tryna to work the dream, turn a thought into some C-R-E-A-M
In the end, some will win, some will lose steam
This is for the ones that used to mean everything

It was [?] and it was Justin
Way before the cussin', bluntin'
I was frontin', claimed we blood cousins
Though we really wasn't
It was Ryan, Daniel, [?]
Before the gang and ammo aim
It was stone cold and creole
Got that crystal ball from Cleo, look
We was doing the merc before the Trinity and Neo
Tracin' deuces, ain't no truces
We was chosen, ain't no choosers
Father, spirit, and the son, holy trinity and trio
It was me, Boog and Chris, we just buried one of my people
[?] put me on this wax
Blu taught me bout the nuance of the patterns, how to rap
Chris Peppers go way back
Chris Blackman got the strap
[?]
And he called my friends some naps
Where he from? Dub, LA
To you favorite neighbor, dang
Sporty fours, bustin' slang
I was hangin' with them Aves
Tiny [?], baby bang
T-Bone, T-Rock, Boss Hog, BF gang
Bunch of blackest skin, me and you still an African

This is for my folks, my dogs, my squad, my team
Tryna to work the dream, turn a thought into some C-R-E-A-M
In the end, some will win, some will lose steam
This is for the ones that used to mean everything
My folks, my dogs, my squad, my team
Tryna to work the dream, turn a thought into some C-R-E-A-M
In the end, some will win, some will lose steam
This is for the ones that used to mean everything