[Intro: Drake]
Yeah I stay down with my day one n***as and we in the club screaming

[Hook]
No new friends, no new friends, no new friends, no, no new
Still here with my day one n***as, so you hear me say
No new friends, no new friends, no new friends, no, no new
I still ride with my day one n***as, I don't really need
No new friends, no new friends, no new friends, no, no new
I stay down from day one so I say
Fuck all y'all n***as except my n***as
Fuck all y'all n***as except my n***as
One more time
Fuck all ya'll n***as except my n***as
Fuck all ya'll n***as, stay down from day one so I say
(Fuck a fake friend, where your real friends at? Started!)

[Verse 1: Drake]
Man this shit so ill that we had to restart it
H-town my second home like I'm James Harden
Money counter go burrr, when you sellin' out the Garden
Four car garage, pornstar ménage
Birdman go brrr cause he know this shit retarded
Fuck her on the floor before we make it to the bed
That's what your ass really call it started from the bottom, yes lord
OVO sound man I'm proud of my n***as
Knew that we would make it never doubted my n***as
All my bitches love me
If I had a baby mama she would probably be richer then a lot of you n***as
Aye that's luxury dawg, day one n***as man ya'll stuck with me dawg
Ever since Youtube n***as been calling me the leader of the new school
Fuck with me dawg, yeah
[Hook]

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Your bitch all in my photographs, ho n***as got hate for me
Big homies all certified, nothing n***as gon' take from me
Follow codes, study game, feed fam n***a fuck fame
All black my whip foreign, these bad hoes keep tiptoeing
Down in Turks and Caicos, dope boy that's my dress code
All I hug is blood n***a, Khaled that's my flesh tho
All I want is love n***a, money bring that stress tho
Smoke good I love life, strip club like erry night
Every night my same n***as day one straight menace (Rozay!)

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Ugh, I'm here with my n***as, I'm too high to be friendly
They throw dirt on my name, well that's why they still dig me
And I'm tired of all this hating, I thank God for my patience
I thank God for my homies, I wish we could trade places
Bitch we good-fellas, boy all them n***as with you they just pall bearers
And if we ball catch us, remember sip slow, live fast
Young Money, stay young
I been Cash Money since day one
Tunechi
[Hook]

[Outro: Future]
Fuck all y'all n***as except my n***as
Fuck them other n***as cuz' I'm down for my n***as