Real Friends remix by kid c. Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Thinkin' back to when I had a dream, live like king and queen
As you see, we're far from that but notice that I'm pristine
I'm kidding, wishing I could flee from this fucking scene
I don't got G's riding with me like I'm almost dead and bleeding
Worries me, honestly, I wish I knew what I'll be
When I'm growing up, 33, can you see me alive and breathing?
Sanity's become my fantasy, wearing off like it's vanity
Jumping up and down like I just discovered gravity
Got a messy ass family and I love 'em but I'm maddened
By the worries that I'm facing, I see 'em, laughing me
Out of the building, looking like a thousand children
With their parents, only women, I'm in Paris fucking Hilton, yeah
That's a reference to somebody that fell off the radar
Gonna happen to me soon, I'm red and blue, Darth Vader
Don't question when you bend the truth, oh, you're busy later?
Oh, what a coincidence, a year ago, you weren't a hater
But now, look at you, girl, I'm so proud
Over 23 and you are tryna call me out
I'm only 18 and my future's looking bleak
You could have joined me on this journey but you went and fucked with me
And I don't hate you, oh, you should know that
I never played you like you were a throwback
To a time, I felt alive, now it makes me cry
I miss it, man and now I'm hoping that I fucking die
[Hook]
Real friends
Real friends
[Verse 2]
I couldn't just end it there after calling out an ex of mine
I act like such a fucker but I got a decent mind
I need to get shit out the way to focus on my future
You know it, baby, I don't hate you cause I'm such a loser
I'm sounding crazy like I'm missing you, I didn't lose ya
You lost me, girl, somebody fancy, oh, you need the proof, huh?
Well, think about it, who has suicidal tendencies?
I dare you to list 10 people and never fucking mention me
I bet you can't, girl and I bet you won't now
Oh, where's your heart, girl? Oh, you say it's broken
I don't believe you, so know I won't now
Your words are see-through, I'm spitting out your verbs, wow
You got me feelin' kinda cray, I'mma shoutout Kanye
No more parties up in L.A., at least no more for 'Ye
Anyway, let's get back on topic before I lost it, yeah
Cause I think I'm acting like Hopsin about the colleges
I worry lots, it's a common topic in my music
I think I've lost the will to live, wanna come help the kid?
I couldn't blame you if you don't, I mean, look at me, man
Call me Bryson Tiller cause I think my soul's trapped
Thinkin' back to when I had a dream, live like king and queen
As you see, we're far from that but notice that I'm pristine
I'm kidding, wishing I could flee from this fucking scene
I don't got G's riding with me like I'm almost dead and bleeding
Worries me, honestly, I wish I knew what I'll be
When I'm growing up, 33, can you see me alive and breathing?
Sanity's become my fantasy, wearing off like it's vanity
Jumping up and down like I just discovered gravity
Got a messy ass family and I love 'em but I'm maddened
By the worries that I'm facing, I see 'em, laughing me
Out of the building, looking like a thousand children
With their parents, only women, I'm in Paris fucking Hilton, yeah
That's a reference to somebody that fell off the radar
Gonna happen to me soon, I'm red and blue, Darth Vader
Don't question when you bend the truth, oh, you're busy later?
Oh, what a coincidence, a year ago, you weren't a hater
But now, look at you, girl, I'm so proud
Over 23 and you are tryna call me out
I'm only 18 and my future's looking bleak
You could have joined me on this journey but you went and fucked with me
And I don't hate you, oh, you should know that
I never played you like you were a throwback
To a time, I felt alive, now it makes me cry
I miss it, man and now I'm hoping that I fucking die
[Hook]
Real friends
Real friends
[Verse 2]
I couldn't just end it there after calling out an ex of mine
I act like such a fucker but I got a decent mind
I need to get shit out the way to focus on my future
You know it, baby, I don't hate you cause I'm such a loser
I'm sounding crazy like I'm missing you, I didn't lose ya
You lost me, girl, somebody fancy, oh, you need the proof, huh?
Well, think about it, who has suicidal tendencies?
I dare you to list 10 people and never fucking mention me
I bet you can't, girl and I bet you won't now
Oh, where's your heart, girl? Oh, you say it's broken
I don't believe you, so know I won't now
Your words are see-through, I'm spitting out your verbs, wow
You got me feelin' kinda cray, I'mma shoutout Kanye
No more parties up in L.A., at least no more for 'Ye
Anyway, let's get back on topic before I lost it, yeah
Cause I think I'm acting like Hopsin about the colleges
I worry lots, it's a common topic in my music
I think I've lost the will to live, wanna come help the kid?
I couldn't blame you if you don't, I mean, look at me, man
Call me Bryson Tiller cause I think my soul's trapped