Real friends
We call each other sisters
but are we really sisters?
Nowadays it’s hard to tell who’s really with you
They say they’ll ride with you
But they miss the trip
Smiling in your face but behind your back they saying “you ain’t shit.”
Real friends?
What’s the definition of it?
Because some people must don’t have the common sense of it
Real friends don’t leave you when you’re going through shit
Real friends love you regardless of what people think
Real friends are riders not mini followers
Real friends never switch up, they always got you
Real friends
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