[ Featuring Neighbor ]
Numero one stay in the house till my legs lock out
Petty come out
Reverends coming all out like a preacher bummed out or a king who ruled down or a church shot out
Blame the fount
Bottle of youth
Stay in tune
Boring? bohoo.
Better to sit with me now then to be forced to bow like youre paying your dues
I
Stepped in the frame like a nazi pilot riding in the cockpit
Painted the picture I'm DaVinci on a roster
Dreads don't exist I'm spitting bars like Bidens mamma
Picked the wrong neighborhood you're running like a foster
Keep calm and carry on those words they're on your T-shirts
Never seen more freedom than the quote on quote " I'm with her "
1989 and lover, lover so I ditched her
Caught up in mood today I'm feeling pretty bitter
In the night swinging round uptown oh yea I bit-her
Cautious of myself if only I was kind of triggered
I would take this time to kill off all and many hitters
Say my name once more I'm becoming a lot bigger
Stay in tune im here right now
Call me once or never pal
Seeming now to figure out a style
Words on paper never had to file
People wishing, they were in the now
XL t's oh yeah, they are selling out
Screaming hearing voices, they announce
So, a teenage boy should want to flee his house
Boy its adios you pulled it out to soon
And the mental kid who never had a room
Or even room to say what he wanted to
Like a pre delay, of ever being cool
Or a kitchen store with a bunch of tools
Or a manager who only makes you food
It never made no sense how I was caving in
How to get back out was just another rule
So, the little boys who always ran the school
Could never see the rough and never pick it up
So, they pick and choose and always seem to lose
Everyone again except those certain dudes
Who blamed on everyone who ever had the clues
They could've tuned in to
And could've see them through
It's a mess out here nothing but the truth
So, they told their lies, and yeah, they said goodbye
To a better life choosing eyes demise
Looking back again could never been condoned
Oh yeah it could, oh no, that's the problem hoe
It's that a certain way that everything was ran
And the ones we really couldn't stand
Are coming back again to work on our land
And our brand-new vans like a grown-up man
Brand new vans, like a grown-up man
