Real Friends (feat. Swae Lee)

No, I think I'll stay in tonight

Skip the conversations and the "Oh, I'm fines"

No, I'm no stranger to surprise

This paper town has let me down too many times

Why do I even try? Give me a reason why

I thought that I could trust you, never mind

Why all the switching sides? Where do I draw the line?

I guess I'm too naïve to read the signs

I'm just looking for some real friends

All they ever do is let me down

Every time I let somebody in

Then I find out what they're all about

I'm just looking for some real friends

Wonder where they're all hiding out

I'm just looking for some real friends

Gotta get up out of this town

Trust slow for a reason, see through the fake pretty easy

Stayin' down till the world ends, guilt trips on the weekend

I pack more than suits in my suitcases

All this cash, that's friendly faces

Been moving fast, I'm racing

Get up, you're going places

Every day, I'm tryna maintain

Same old me, ain't a damn thing changed

Real friends screaming, "Gang, gang, gang"

I'm just looking for some real friends (Real friends)

All they ever do is let me down

Every time I let somebody in

Then I find out what they're all about (All about)

I'm just looking for some real friends (Real friends)

Wonder where they're all hiding out (Hiding out)

I'm just looking for some real friends (Real friends)

Gotta get up out of this town

I just wanna talk about nothing

With somebody that means something (Conversation)

Spell the names of all our dreams and demons

For the times that I don't understand

Tell me, what's the point of a moon like this

When I'm alone again?

Can I run away to somewhere beautiful

Where nobody knows my name?

I'm just looking for some real friends

All they ever do is let me down

Then I let somebody in

But I find out what they're all about

I'm just looking for some real friends (Real friends)

All they ever do is let me down

I'm just looking for some real friends (Real friends)

Gotta get up out of this town, yeah

Spend a fortune with my real friends

Good gas what we breathe in

Pop corks with some real friends

Killing the scene, yeah

Hangin' with my real friends

That I surround myself with

You have to have my back

Looking like my real friends