WOOD Nightcore (Bonus Track)

Son you'll never be a man if you keep being like that
No woman will ever feel attracted to a fuck up like you

I never met my father so I group with my step dad
I used to get along more with the parents that my friend had
My mother thought I was mad but I never said that
Yeah he start treating me differently this is gonna end bad

Im loosing who I am maybe I should've make time
Haven't record a thing when I said it's coming like 10 times
I'm sorry but I've been sick that I'm singing with the same rhyme
Everybody got theirs swag but now I gotta make mine

My friends say they know me but they don't know shit
I got some inside problems that don't have a way to approach it
Dad said it's you demon and you gotta own it
Don't tell me you gotta show it
Don't lose it
Just control it
Don't confunde it
Just fucking know it

Man Life could be so difficult when you're not made of hard wood
Son what makes you a man is your word, your courage and your manhood
My father told me that how I'm living it's not good
But I wouldn't change myself for you even if I could

I'm sorry father but I only speak the truth
Some people take it to the face some don't I ask myself if I should
But all of that I let it out of me inside the fucking both
That's how my homeys show me how to live inside the hood

From man to man let me tell you it's really tragic
A lot of youngsters living in this world thats so dramatic
Hanging out with their fathers with their guns in the attic
Sharing all these hoes, all these phones all these drugs like addicts

But tell me who doesn't really like to party
Take out some fine bitches of Cincinnati
Take them with 3 bottles out clubbing in Miami
Taking so much tequila that I'm singing like I'm mariachi

Boy you should get a job not a blow job
You need to make some money before I kick you out the door knob
They want us living for the schedule like we where robots
So I can be living 30 years still working non stop

I think I chose not
To be living like a broken lap top
Stuck in a loop everyday with the same people hope not
Stuck with the same face like I have no heart
Just stay in the box no creativity I suppose not

Cause music it's my passion and my future living
So imma scream until everybody puts their hands to the ceiling
I don't make art for the review I do cause I love the feeling
Singing on the stage everybody singing gives me chilling

Never had a father what's a man cause I don't know the meaning
Pretty sure it's disrespectful to interrupt me while I'm speaking
Hope these grown man trynna teach so now I listen
At the end we all just fucked up in a way makes it harder to believe it

All these people just know their own ways of what's called a living
Some be smoking some be drinking it just feels like it's repeating
Why do they wanna make it feel like we all competing
You should just listen to your kids and see what the fuck you teaching