Real Friends Lyrics

I had to call my dog today and tell him I appreciate all you did for me

Do you know who your real friends are

Like, dawg, where would I be without you, dawg

Do you know who your real friends are

I got niggas I'll kill with

Ain't too many niggas out here I'll split a pill with

Who I'm supposed to call on when life get hard to deal with

I can't vent to anybody, I just need a real friend

I need a real friend

You know that nigga that you call on some drill shit

The one you jumped off the porch, got in the field with

The only one that you call when it's some real shit

Do you know who your real friends are

Yeah, you gotta know this shit

I can rap my feelings off the dome like I done wrote this shit

I catch my nigga girl cheating, I might smoke this bitch

I'm that fake page with laughing emojis when they post their flicks

inna scat pack, smoking kat pack

She couldn't duck when i bussed cause she ain't Aflac

Pull up in a white car, thats wraped Matt Black

I'll kill anybody for my friends, no rap cap

Me and my real friends don't fall out over dollars

We don't indulge in drama or fuck each other baby mamas

We got a problem, we address it

We don't do that internet shit

On the internet being messy

Ain't the type of people I mess with

That's that clown shit

You do that and that's gon' make me move around quick

I ain't going back and forth like no round trip

My friend in Cali, he gon' tell me when the pounds ship

And I'ma keep em in the house like they grounded

I love em like a fat kid love they brownies

Can't swim, still jump in if you drowning

If I say I got your back, then don't doubt me

Collect calls, I bail my dogs, out the county

errtime, three cell phones, my nigga got errline

If I could bring my niggas home, I'd spend every dime

We ain't falling out like Malcolm X and Farrakhan

Do you know who your real friends are

I got niggas I'll kill with

Ain't too many niggas out here I'll split a pill with

Who I'm supposed to call on when life get hard to deal with

I can't vent to anybody, I just need a real friend

I need a real friend

You know that nigga that you call on some drill shit

The one you jumped off the porch, got in the field with

The only one that you call when it's some real shit

Do you know who your real friends are

Do you know who your real friends are