Highschool Kids

Yea
Highschool kids
But now I'm gone
Far gone
Doing me
Well, shit
Ay
Rest in peace Mac Miller
About time to start it with it
Time decides on how you livin'
But that time is what I'm missin'
No doubts, no fears I'm never one of those who skipping
The only fear be when they asked us but we didn't listen
We had way too much to laugh about to actually be wondering
How to introduce ourselves in French, I still be stumbling
Or if we ever made some money would we still be humble and
What would our career be like? A 9 to 5 on monday, eh
It's not the move I wanna make
Not the route I wanna take
But people try to talk you in that space
Cause they don't got the faith
Theirselves, to push what's desired by the brain
Self-doubt, cause of what you might say, things I overcame
I'm displaying it throughout the project cause it might just help some
Do not ever stick to those who left when you felt off
It's true when I cut people off it's people I don't dwell on
Be proud of yourself, do you, then this the outcome

We used to be highschool kids, now I'm moving up
College ain't much better but I used to think it was
Rappers, wanna be 'em, is it worth it, is it not?
I'm about to drop out, doing everything I want
We used to be highschool kids, now I'm moving up
College ain't much better but I used to think it was
Rappers, wanna be 'em, is it worth it, is it not?
I'm about to drop out, doing everything I want

And more
Lyrics spread out from the table to the floor
And some is laying in my hand, I wear it like it is my sword
My inner peace is wishing I would settle in some more
But that same inner peace says do not stop till you secure
I tell 'em rest assure, while I'm freaking out inside
Cause I wonder what I'm here for and I wonder who I'm like
They might go bring you to the airport, put you gotta pick your flight
And do not care about your pride you gotta care 'bout what you like
And I don't got no connections
What if one day I done had 'em?
I don't got it perfected
Well but one day I will get that
I will get on that level
Lack of air gets me a headache
This type of path is way better
Cause I swear some cannot stand it
Back then we were the group with the types you would trash and
Sittin' in the back, now I'm rapping our anthem
I'm skipping it, I am not attending all these classes
Shit, cause I teached myself rap and then surpassed 'em

We used to be highschool kids, now I'm moving up
College ain't much better but I used to think it was
Rappers, wanna be 'em, is it worth it, is it not?
I'm about to drop out, doing everything I want
We used to be highschool kids, now I'm moving up
College ain't much better but I used to think it was
Rappers, wanna be 'em, is it worth it, is it not?
I'm about to drop out, doing everything I want



Credits
Writer(s): Britt Heuker Of Hoek
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