Some Change
Everything changed in this lockdown
I be in my head getting lost now
Thinking bout saying fuck it and drop out
I need to calm down
Tryna find a way to block it all out
Tryna get away from all these dark clouds
Tryna keep it cool i needa calm down
I needa calm down
All these thoughts coming to loud
Grab the celly call mama I'm gon drop out
And I know that you're not proud
Can we skip all the yelling need to Calm down
Teachers back in high school
Never understand me
They call it deficit
I'm always talking bout Grammy
Never had a plan B
So they try to fail me
But I'm rockstar
So Im gonna play the part
And I ain't that's smart
You dont gotta be to feel it
Ever since a young jit
I be on the punk shit
Ditching math class
With my boys living fast
Puffing on the grass
While we're chasing all the ass
If we're lucky we can smash
Then we leave em in the past
Oh good times in the old days Haven't changed all my old ways
I can still feel the growing pains
Everything changed in this lockdown
I be in my head getting lost now
Thinking bout saying fuck it and drop out
I need to calm down
Tryna find a way to block it all out
Tryna get away from all these dark clouds
Tryna keep it cool i needa calm down
I needa calm down
I be in my head getting lost now
Thinking bout saying fuck it and drop out
I need to calm down
Tryna find a way to block it all out
Tryna get away from all these dark clouds
Tryna keep it cool i needa calm down
I needa calm down
All these thoughts coming to loud
Grab the celly call mama I'm gon drop out
And I know that you're not proud
Can we skip all the yelling need to Calm down
Teachers back in high school
Never understand me
They call it deficit
I'm always talking bout Grammy
Never had a plan B
So they try to fail me
But I'm rockstar
So Im gonna play the part
And I ain't that's smart
You dont gotta be to feel it
Ever since a young jit
I be on the punk shit
Ditching math class
With my boys living fast
Puffing on the grass
While we're chasing all the ass
If we're lucky we can smash
Then we leave em in the past
Oh good times in the old days Haven't changed all my old ways
I can still feel the growing pains
Everything changed in this lockdown
I be in my head getting lost now
Thinking bout saying fuck it and drop out
I need to calm down
Tryna find a way to block it all out
Tryna get away from all these dark clouds
Tryna keep it cool i needa calm down
I needa calm down
Credits
Writer(s): Lucas Carmical
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