Intro

I miss those days, out in the summer haze
When we didn't have a worry but the cute girl down the street
When I had both of my parents love me, excitingly
Now I only have one of them, R.I.P Dad this for you

Just because you lost your grandma, doesn't mean you really have been through it
Enough with the sad talk
I'm back and ready for action, like an actor in a Blu-Ray
See these people talking down, but who the fuck is they
Why are they talking on my name
Saying I got fake fame
Bitch I'm balling like Dame, and the right people know it
All my songs are poems, like Shakespeare wrote it
I delivered so well like four bars on the top of my phone
But I took all of those and put them in my song too
Who the fuck knew that I could be so twisted



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Felder
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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