Yaaayeah
Everybody knows
You don’t have to say much
Stepping on toes
We can’t all stand tall
Whether you fold or game it was planned out
Getting too old
Youth was imagined
I’m a sad man
Keep it in a glad bag
Waste time on the little bit of hope had
Burn contracts litter all the ash and
Still stay sad, coping too hard man
Rather keep cold, that’s too bad
Keep smiles on, that’s a fad
Matter fact, I stay solid back
And the fake in my heart keeps pumping back
How could you belittle only facts
Happy to be alive that’s the last
Time ill tell you, im twisting that
Call you cap when you run it back
I’m tired of hearing it
My experience, only matters to the blood I have
Low on dopaminе high off acid
Low on energy, high on magic
Everybody knows
You don’t havе to say much
Stepping on toes
We can’t all stand tall
Whether you fold or game it was planned out
Getting too old
My Youth was imagined
Everybody knows
You don’t have to say much
Stepping on toes
We can’t all stand tall
Whether you fold or game it was planned out
Getting too old
My Youth was imagined
And if im still fine
Never need a check, keep throwing me fines
Therapy a grip and I need me a 9
Tech got crazy, they read my mind
Arnold palmer in the morning time
Pray to God I see night and moms
Can’t get that deep this time
If I write that record, it’s true no lie
I know this sh#t be getting hard alrite
But I don’t need anyone living my life
Safe in the house, I can guard my light
Let the Nighttime shine, hit me nice
I been tired of hearing it
My experience, nothing like the one that you had
Low on dopamine, high off acid
Low on energy, high on magic
Everybody knows
You don’t have to say much
Stepping on toes
We can’t all stand tall
Whether you fold or game it was planned out
Getting too old
My Youth was imagined
Everybody knows
You don’t have to say much
Stepping on toes
We can’t all stand tall
Whether you fold or game it was planned out
Getting too old
My Youth was imagined
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