Songtext Real friend Call Me Karizma

Real friend

You think that it’s cool to flex
Go ‘head and do your best
You’re not my real friend
You’re not my real friend
You claim to be down to ride
But when I am down you hide
You’re not my real friend
You’re not my real friend

I just played a show in the bay
I found me a wife and I don't know her name
My homie said, “Riz take a break,"
“This music is all that you do every day”
Why is my name in discussion?
It’s stupid my phone only buzz when I’m buzzin’
In high school to you I was nothin’
Bein’ a loser is cool so you love me
I don’t need you, I don’t wanna be friends
Sick of bein' homies when you’re lonely on the weekends
Better get your ass outta the deep end
And I ain’t swimmin’ in Michigan when I tell that shit to sink in
Why are you so fake
Try to go both ways
Think you’re gonna start growin’ on me like Rogaine
Think we’re gonna start hangin’ out like the old days
You’re cocaine, and I’m stayin’ sober
Why won't you?

You think that it’s cool to flex
Go ‘head and do your best
You’re not my real friend
You’re not my real friend
You claim to be down to ride
But when I am down you hide
You’re not my real friend
You’re not my real friend

I just woke up in Seattle
Hung out with a hippy, but said she was sad tho
I’m a great guy, I’m an asshole
Lookin’ for a queen, but I can’t afford a castle
Why you wanna make my head hurtà
Told me not to wear a condom
But you wanna wear my shirtà
Said I gotta take you out first
But now she’s on her knees
And we’re not inside a church
I don’t like you, I don’t wanna say it
Bein’ on the road all these people think I’m famous
Really, I’m just fine down in my basement
And I don’t think I’m ever gonna hate it
So, fuck all the whack lames
That give me a bad name
It's gonna get you dropped on your butt like an ash tray
This is for the bitches that are listenin’ half way
But hate up on my lyrics when they’re havin' a bad day

You think that it’s cool to flex
Go ‘head and do your best
You’re not my real friend
You’re not my real friend
You claim to be down to ride
But when I am down you hide
You’re not my real friend
You’re not my real friend

What can I say as you’re walkin’ away
You go talk big in tweets
But won’t talk to my face
Like a real friend
Like a real friend
You step on my toes
Every second you’re close
‘Cause you say that we’re homies
But act like a hoe
Not a real friend
Imma go find a real friend

You think that it’s cool to flex
Go ‘head and do your best
You’re not my real friend
You’re not my real friend
You claim to be down to ride
But when I am down you hide
You’re not my real friend
You’re not my real friend