kid c. - Real Friends (remix) 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 f**ing 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 a** 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 f**ing 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 f**ed 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 f**ing 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 f**er but I got a decent mind I need to get sh** 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 f**ing 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