Old Friends Lyrics – Bugzy Malone

[Intro]
Yeah it’s Bugz
See this ones for my old friends
Who came up with me in the bits in my old ends
Yeah
It goes like this look

[Verse 1]
This ones for my old friends late night chatting in my old Benz
Wilmslow Road in my 110’s
I write the words in Strangeways like it’s a cold pen
Crown court magistrates I really know them
But do they know why I had to throw my old knife
On a cold night I was a low-life
See that’s the nature of a gang we had to blur lines
Are we really that tight or is it all lies?
See to make it in these streets you have to force crimes
HMP for her majesty’s poor guys
Bang your door that’s the war cry
Put that chicken with some bread and bang press ups to get more sized
The prison gates in my day dream
Prison ways from mistakes we wear gloves just to stay clean
Our mothers cooked the rice up we had to make P’s
Keep it full English with the bacon cah’ we’re straight g’s
I never say please unless I’m standing at the canteen
And I want hash browns with my baked beans
We like AP but keep it Rolex
And no feds could ever come and take what we achieved
When you’re the first one to represent your city that’s a dead weight
Someone had to set pace
I had to say grace when I seen JB back on the estate
Tommy Loz never got to leave those jail gates
The roads were colder then and you can ask Kate
Watching Family Guy with Meeshak before s*it changed
Shout out all the real ones from my ways
And this is how the real ones say safe

[Chorus]
Cause’ the sky is the limit be inspired is the mindset
This ones for my old friends the ones I left behind yeah
Road road
Road road
Yeah I came up on the road road
Road road
I represented as ***
I ask my city do you love me
Do you love me?
Road road
Road road
Yeah I came up on the road road
Road road
I represented as ***
I ask my city do you love me
Do you love me?

[Verse 2]
This ones for my old friends in fact this ones for my old bits
The Waterloo estate back in 06′
You keep the full face with you when you serve nits
Roaming the streets in the ghetto like I’m Elvis
We learned to steal in the city and that’s straight facts
Halliwell Lane taught me to flip packs
Moston Collyhurst I got a six-pack
I went to school in Prestwich I was an outcast
Community service in Whalley Range
It was a dark day in Moss Side the day they shot Jessie James
A cold night in Cheetham Hill when they got white Tony
Rest in peace Deezy I couldn’t sleep easy
Knowing we lost one of the rappers in my city
That I should’ve collaborated with it would’ve been a banger
Instead I was in a black bandana
Some real deep memories when I drive through the manor
My adversary’s in my nightmares
I see their face in detail as if they were standing right there
Balaclava with them Nike Air’s
Had me feeling incognito we didn’t fight fair
I like to say prayers but keep it thugged out
Cause’ where I come from if you don’t fold you get cut down
I’m from a place where ambition gets you shut down
They wonder why I rushed out to get a buss down
Just a couple reasons why I kept it stepping
Rarely do the police find a murder weapon
Jail cells make the sky look iridescent
Starting at the bottom don’t make you a peasant

[Chorus]
Cause’ the sky is the limit be inspired is the mindset
This ones for my old friends the ones I left behind yeah
Road road
Road road
Yeah I came up on the road road
Road road
I represented as ***
I ask my city do you love me
Do you love me?
Road road
Road road
Yeah I came up on the road road
Road road
I represented as ***
I ask my city do you love me
Do you love me?

[Intro]
Bugzy Malone introduces himself and dedicates the song to his long-time companions who grew up with him in the same neighborhood, emphasizing the shared experiences and challenges they faced together.

[Verse 1]
Bugzy reflects on the nights spent conversing with his old friends in his car, reminiscing about specific locations like Wilmslow Road and Strangeways. He acknowledges his familiarity with the legal system, hinting at his involvement in criminal activities. Despite the hardships, he questions the authenticity of the bonds formed within his gang and the necessity of resorting to crime to survive. Bugzy recalls moments with friends who faced incarceration or untimely deaths, highlighting the harsh realities of street life and the sacrifices made to achieve success.

[Chorus]
Bugzy expresses a sentiment of unlimited potential and inspiration, addressing his old friends and the streets where he grew up. He reflects on his upbringing in the rough environment of the city, representing his roots with pride and asking for validation and love from his hometown.

[Verse 2]
Bugzy continues to pay homage to his old neighborhood, mentioning specific areas and events that shaped his upbringing. He acknowledges the struggles of living in a ghetto and the influence of his surroundings on his actions and mindset. Reflecting on lost friends and missed opportunities, he confronts the violence and adversity prevalent in his community. Despite the challenges, Bugzy maintains his determination to rise above his circumstances and achieve success, acknowledging the resilience required to overcome obstacles and the importance of staying true to oneself.

[Chorus]
Bugzy reiterates the theme of unlimited potential and inspiration, emphasizing the importance of staying connected to his roots and seeking validation from his city. He reflects on his journey from the streets to success, representing his past and asking for acceptance and recognition from those he left behind.