When We Were Friends - Cee-Lo
Hey hey hey hey
Hey hey hey heeey
Ooh ask me my ni**a
The only one there that'll be my ni**a
And I'm gon' finally be free my ni**a
But you don't have to follow me my ni**a
Oh yeah it's still love my ni**a
And I ain't gon' stop just because my ni**a
Daddy Paxson always does my ni**a
And always remember what it was my ni**a
La da da da la dadadadada
When we were friends
The days would begin and end
Went from boys to men we boys 'til then
We know each other real
We know each other rules
And we wore each other's clothes
And each other's shoes
But in an instance the days become distance
Your path doesn't go in
The same direction his went
And can't help but be scared
Of the virtually unknown up ahead
(I heard what you said)
But I'll be fine
Whether it is favor or failure
It must be mine
Well he can stand still
If that's how that man feel
Cuz what can't can't and whatever can will
So I'm walking toward my future with my back to it
Hoping you look up and see me
As a reason to do it
When you get grown it's a given
You damn near gotta do the same thing for a living
Ooh ask me my ni**a
The only one there that'll be my ni**a
And I'm gon' finally be free my ni**a
But you don't have to follow me my ni**a
Oh yeah it's still love my ni**a
And I ain't gon' stop just because my ni**a
Daddy Paxson always does my ni**a
And always remember what it was my ni**a
La da da da la dadadadada
La da da da la dadadadada
La da da da la dadadadada
La da da da la dadadadada
And my cousin I love him like a son
Cause I was him
And he think his thuggin' pleases me
But it doesn't
How could I applause it when I had caused it
But if it's God's plan for him
I guess I ain't cost sh*t
For what I gave him - wasn't so bad
I couldn't save him
Either they'll enslave him or a gun'll grave him
I still believe in him but he think I'm leavin him
When I be busy he think I'm bob-n-weavin him
I probably sound like his daddy
But over the phone cause I ain't
Around - like his daddy
When we talk I wanna hear you be productive
Conversate for hours 'bout something constructive
But it never come up
With all them niggaz round your neck you
Ain't gon' never come up
Maybe I'm jealous cause you love them more
Can't understand what you love them for
Don't get me wrong you know I love them too
But you know who I always hold above them you
And it ain't nobody business
I'll just make believe that music
Can miraculously mend this
So I'll be a sound
And then you do your thing to it
And we mix it down
And make a song my ni**a cause even
When I'm away I'll always be around
Ooh ask me my ni**a
The only one there that'll be my ni**a
And I'm gon' finally be free my ni**a
But you don't have to follow me my ni**a
Oh yeah it's still love my ni**a
And I ain't gon' stop just because my ni**a
Daddy Paxson always does my ni**a
And always remember what it was my ni**a
La da da da la dadadadada
La da da da la dadadadada
La da da da la dadadadada
La da da da la dadadadada
