This is a song about "Love you friend"

I wish i could called my best friend thats you

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

Aidan, maybe you'll be next, you and a friend,

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

Outta town rapper, bitches love to hear my accent

Imma be a self made millionaire you can tell a friend

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

That's right i'm right bitch you better call yo self a friend/

Your real friend won't do you wrong

I know my daddy gone

You rag on me but say your a friend

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

Well you must tell it to escape my friend

Shawty can i taste you

You were the friend that kept me true,