These Friends

Yeah I'm giving a shoutout to all of the friends that I've made Ever since I moved over here to Montreal I've since grown close to you all You people are my fucking clique, my family, my team, my true homies I have no genuine sense of connection or affection With anybody I knew back in Sherbrooke Having completely cut them out of my life They practically don't exist to me anymore Then again, it's not like I had any friends over there in the first place But with you guys though, hopefully it's forever I wonder what it must have been like to meet me How the first impression affected the way you treat me Socially reserved kid, weird qualities Super eccentric boy with a knack for creativity With a lot of passion for all of the hobbies he pursue Always spamming and hyping the shit he likes out of the blue That's a young boy, some of you have never even asked But I have a lot of baggage a rather secretive past I could never open up cause I can barely show my feelings That's why I keep a poker face I'm scared to be a weakling I'd rather sit and listen to my friends with attentive ears Than have them listen to my thoughts and vulnerable fears And yet they still don't judge, they don't grudge They accept me for who I am I never feel misjudged I've never felt threatened or mocked or been antagonized When we have an argument we settle it with compromise Some of you I have met in college or in Uni I have met at big events or parties I have met through mutual friends and shawties If we're close, I feel a deep connection I feel a deep affection, read you like introspection I know most of your saddest moments your mad atonements I know most of your inner demons your biggest grievance I know most of your greatest achievements biggest pride I know most of your milestones your biggest prize I just wonder if most of you know what are mine I just wonder if most of you know what are mine That's a progress to be made, you will know in time I think I chose my friends well, cause we lasted this long Without no fallout or fights, the bond and pact is strong It's everything I ever wished for that I never had Back when I was in that shitty town then again I'm glad Milton I hope you're doing well your family Even though you live in Laval now don't mean that you ban me I wish you find peace, some happiness and closure Really settle with a girl and truly love each other Forest I feel a deep connection to you I draw some parallels I know the similar things we've been through I'm glad we both moved away, I'm glad you're here with me now Welcome to Montreal my homie I will see you around Yohan I'm proud of you, your biggest fan You achieved a lot in this really short time span You were behind but now you might as well be ahead Graduated CEGEP on your way to making bread Toby you're coming along as well I know that moving out of our parents' house is hard as hell Don't ever lose your creative drive, we bond through music Us artists have a passion and a dream that is lucid Shashi don't mind them thotianas they snakes Don't ever let these fuckers tell you that your sneakers are fake You have mad drip, you a bad bitch Get your plane tickets cause we're going on some rad trips ayy Luis my man, how is your bald head When you showed the picture in the chat we all dead Ok, you take care of your brother And when y'all make pupusas you better invite me for supper Christopher kid, it's just water I'm sending you some UberEats, it's my offer You don't have to eat mac and cheese so don't bother You tell me you want wings for fucking five dollars Chenbo don't shoot me with your gun Just because I hate countrysides where nothing's ever fun But it suits you, I hope you finally purchased your home Settle down with Sabrina and start a family in your dome Yannick and Adriana, you doing well? I hope we can hit up more concerts at Center Bell Whenever COVID will end, guess we'll never tell Still holding on to those tickets that we'll never sell Qinan my man, still giving lifts? You deserve a luxury car, would be a dope gift For all the times that you're looking out for us drunks Smuggling us back home in the back of your trunk Terry and Jeff, thank you for everything I wish you all the best of luck move on to better things Even while you're in Toronto we still share the passion Of making music in a basement and the songs we blast em I was just a bored kid wanting to spend some leisure Creative hobby so then we started hanging together I don't even consider this permanent goodbye Cause Ad Libra will live on and it will never die WOOOOOO Keep the beat going Blessing Let the boom bap drums keep thumping Here comes the finale Here comes N8 City