Adolescent Diary, Page 3
What kinda fan are you
I tried to stand with you and take a couple of pics
But you had to be a dick
That's why I'm mad at you
Don't understand it dude
I never raised my hand at you
I never raised my voice nor attempted to ever slander you
We had a bond man, friendly agreement
Even after all the stupid shit you did, I wanna keep it
You helped me through some hard times and I'll never forget that
The old you is long gone, I just want you to get that
And I don't really wanna be the one that's getting pissed over some stupid shit
But if the sky's the limit then I'm going through the roof with this
Move it bitch, if you gone keep acting effing Ludacris
It's word of mouth, you act a fool Imma knock you out, cause momma said so
I don't need a fist, just a pad and pencil
Cause everything you ever said is advancing my mental
As I run to the studio cause the mic's what I vent to
I begin to plot a revenge and that's when I get you
Ooh you did it
Ooh you did it now
You pushed me around for way too long
You've always got the best of me
But you can't kill the rest of me, oh no
I'm tired of letting you win, no
I hear ya talking man, how could you say that
If I could rewind time and take it way back
To be standing adjacent to one of our favorite places
It's amazing you're phasing out, can I save this, probably not
Man it pains me to say this, so I write it
Filling up a couple pages
I'm just saying
I miss playing
On then skateboards, slaying
Every day I lay awake and I pray for you because I love you brother
You were the truest brother
Look I don't need a fuckin pen to make this song cry
Emotions are flowing like oceans in my mind, I'm
On some shit, and I'm thinking bout you like every moment
The only difference is I'm the one who would try to hold it
So the balls in your court
Let's see if you can own it
Are you gone dribble or travel or tryna punk opponents
Or maybe even pull an 180 and try to pone us
And show the world that you ain't ever gonna change for no one
Ooh you did it
Ooh you did it now
You pushed me around for way too long
You've always got the best of me
But you can't kill the rest of me, oh no
I'm tired of letting you win, no
So I guess this is it man
Guess this is where it all ends
I tried to stand with you and take a couple of pics
But you had to be a dick
That's why I'm mad at you
Don't understand it dude
I never raised my hand at you
I never raised my voice nor attempted to ever slander you
We had a bond man, friendly agreement
Even after all the stupid shit you did, I wanna keep it
You helped me through some hard times and I'll never forget that
The old you is long gone, I just want you to get that
And I don't really wanna be the one that's getting pissed over some stupid shit
But if the sky's the limit then I'm going through the roof with this
Move it bitch, if you gone keep acting effing Ludacris
It's word of mouth, you act a fool Imma knock you out, cause momma said so
I don't need a fist, just a pad and pencil
Cause everything you ever said is advancing my mental
As I run to the studio cause the mic's what I vent to
I begin to plot a revenge and that's when I get you
Ooh you did it
Ooh you did it now
You pushed me around for way too long
You've always got the best of me
But you can't kill the rest of me, oh no
I'm tired of letting you win, no
I hear ya talking man, how could you say that
If I could rewind time and take it way back
To be standing adjacent to one of our favorite places
It's amazing you're phasing out, can I save this, probably not
Man it pains me to say this, so I write it
Filling up a couple pages
I'm just saying
I miss playing
On then skateboards, slaying
Every day I lay awake and I pray for you because I love you brother
You were the truest brother
Look I don't need a fuckin pen to make this song cry
Emotions are flowing like oceans in my mind, I'm
On some shit, and I'm thinking bout you like every moment
The only difference is I'm the one who would try to hold it
So the balls in your court
Let's see if you can own it
Are you gone dribble or travel or tryna punk opponents
Or maybe even pull an 180 and try to pone us
And show the world that you ain't ever gonna change for no one
Ooh you did it
Ooh you did it now
You pushed me around for way too long
You've always got the best of me
But you can't kill the rest of me, oh no
I'm tired of letting you win, no
So I guess this is it man
Guess this is where it all ends
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Writer(s): Michael Mcgovern
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