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letra de real friends (remix) - topi

[hook (x2):]
real friends
real friends
how many of us
how many love us

[verse 1:]
cuz i feel a dying breed
humanity is insanity
so i’m tryna plead
innocence
in a sense
i’m bringing change like a nuisance
people tryna tell me how to live
give me they 2 cents
but i’ve been alone so long
i treat my room like a psych ward
to stay strong
i lean on my words
no friends to lean on
momma thinks i’m depressed
sadly she isn’t wrong
she’s right
i write songs in a
hope to prolong
my sanity
a slave to vanity
i was made
that’s why i’m stressing out
how to get paid
that’s why i’m scared to lose friends
all of mine fade
faded memories with some people i won’t forget
but emotionally speaking
these are ones i might regret
they say i switched up
because a vision
it’s simple math
division between us is a decision
the people closest to me
they making a choice
it’s me, my mac, my mic and my voice
y’all weren’t there when these girls said i wasn’t their type
5 years
only spoke to my daddy on skype
mentally disturbed
spiritually evoked
low on stocks
so i’m never stoked
busted like an egg sh-ll
fried like yolks
i only ever smile
cuz i’m cracked like jokes
sorry i gotta vent
cuz the effort that i’ve spent
holding onto fake friends
is starting to leave a dent
i mean look i’m here spending
all this time depending
on people and even lending
my heart but they all pretending
not name dropping
but i took a 40 minute trip
when you called past midnight
cuz you wanted to dip
i gave you that ride home
cuz you didn’t have a whip
months later, when i hit you up
you say who is this.. what?

[hook (x2):]
real friends
real friends
how many of us
how many love us

i feel like i’m drowning
in the deep end
pool of emotions
and i’m deep in

[verse 2:]
these days ya boy keeps it all in him
they say i promise i don’t bite
but it’s all venom
look at the soul of a man
what has control of a man
i been soul seeking
climbing heights
but i’m not peaking
asking who has my back
who’s plotting a sneak attack
my spirit is waging war
i feel like i’m in iraq
dodging bullets
pull the trigger with my tongue
getting on my nerves
infected by the words that stung
it all rings a bell now
one that never rung
no strings attached
til you realize you got strung
strung along
is how i feel
so i’m trippin
i’ll reveal
why i’m skippin
every meal
and dippin
behind the wheel
maybe flipping
for a deal
sipping
to conceal
police tipping
to appeal
and zipping
up what i seal
maybe that’s the key
whatchu want from me?
pride kicking in
hard not to sin
and i always been
outside lookin in
must be nice to have a squad
it’s just me, myself and god…
it’s just me, myself and god…
it’s just me, myself and god…

*tedx talks- john cacioppo*

- topi

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