Let It Go
Okay, I just popped another bottle of Chardonnay
Grateful for the life I have lived every day
I would not have it not any other way
Through the highs and lows I will carry that weight
Another year passed now another birthday
Daughter made announcement got a baby on the way
Oh N8 congratulations on being a grandfather they say, huh
I sit and ponder bout my later years
That would be my greatest fears
To be a family man, mid-life crisis
Living in the suburbs I don't like this
Finally abandoned my urbanite life that
Defines my prime, my youthful years
Being so volatile and reckless with my peers
Being a yuppie at the start of his life, so young, wild and free
No restraints, no back pains, no mortgage
Let it go, let it go, everybody grows old
Let it go, let it go, all the years faded
Let it go, let it go, everybody grows old
Let it go, let it go, all the years faded
Come to terms, with yourself, everything is easier
Never ever beat yourself, up, it gets easier
Come to terms, with yourself, everything is easier
Never ever beat yourself, up, it gets easier
Hey yo, I came a long way
From getting high and drunk, like every damn day
Astray of the voices in my head
They got me fapping lonely up until I'm dead
But instead, as I grow old, I grow bold
Every sacrifice is like a chokehold
A soul fold, I swear my fucking life is like a joke told
A host in a cell like a ghost in a shell
Fell into a horny hell like an incel
In my existential yell
I dwell on the mental spell of a mademoiselle
An existential fundamental quintessential to a life
Ever so gentle
Held confidential with a key
My heart in a sapiential sea
I'm sentimental
Because with age love becomes essential
That's right with age love becomes essential
Let it go, let it go, everybody grows old
Let it go, let it go, all the years faded
Let it go, let it go, everybody grows old
Let it go, let it go, all the years faded
Come to terms, with yourself, everything is easier
Never ever beat yourself, up, it gets easier
Come to terms, with yourself, everything is easier
Never ever beat yourself, up, it gets easier
Sometimes, I just think about where I'd be if I
Made a different choice here and there I'd try
Going back to school to get a university degree
White collar yuppie life LinkedIn spree
I reflect on everything
I see a lot of variations like a multiverse
I see a lot of Terry's spitting on a sick verse
It's a Nexus event, it never diverge
I think about my friends, I think about my family
I think about my future and my past like endlessly
I hate my past I dream a fantasy, but I'm scared of future me
Is my fate chosen randomly
Whatever card is dealt, I shouldn't blame myself
I let it run its course, through the flames I fell
I can't wait to see the future me, mirror mirror as can be
An old man on his destiny
Let it go, let it go, everybody grows old
Let it go, let it go, all the years faded
Let it go, let it go, everybody grows old
Let it go, let it go, all the years faded
Come to terms, with yourself, everything is easier
Never ever beat yourself, up, it gets easier
Come to terms, with yourself, everything is easier
Never ever beat yourself, up, it gets easier
Grateful for the life I have lived every day
I would not have it not any other way
Through the highs and lows I will carry that weight
Another year passed now another birthday
Daughter made announcement got a baby on the way
Oh N8 congratulations on being a grandfather they say, huh
I sit and ponder bout my later years
That would be my greatest fears
To be a family man, mid-life crisis
Living in the suburbs I don't like this
Finally abandoned my urbanite life that
Defines my prime, my youthful years
Being so volatile and reckless with my peers
Being a yuppie at the start of his life, so young, wild and free
No restraints, no back pains, no mortgage
Let it go, let it go, everybody grows old
Let it go, let it go, all the years faded
Let it go, let it go, everybody grows old
Let it go, let it go, all the years faded
Come to terms, with yourself, everything is easier
Never ever beat yourself, up, it gets easier
Come to terms, with yourself, everything is easier
Never ever beat yourself, up, it gets easier
Hey yo, I came a long way
From getting high and drunk, like every damn day
Astray of the voices in my head
They got me fapping lonely up until I'm dead
But instead, as I grow old, I grow bold
Every sacrifice is like a chokehold
A soul fold, I swear my fucking life is like a joke told
A host in a cell like a ghost in a shell
Fell into a horny hell like an incel
In my existential yell
I dwell on the mental spell of a mademoiselle
An existential fundamental quintessential to a life
Ever so gentle
Held confidential with a key
My heart in a sapiential sea
I'm sentimental
Because with age love becomes essential
That's right with age love becomes essential
Let it go, let it go, everybody grows old
Let it go, let it go, all the years faded
Let it go, let it go, everybody grows old
Let it go, let it go, all the years faded
Come to terms, with yourself, everything is easier
Never ever beat yourself, up, it gets easier
Come to terms, with yourself, everything is easier
Never ever beat yourself, up, it gets easier
Sometimes, I just think about where I'd be if I
Made a different choice here and there I'd try
Going back to school to get a university degree
White collar yuppie life LinkedIn spree
I reflect on everything
I see a lot of variations like a multiverse
I see a lot of Terry's spitting on a sick verse
It's a Nexus event, it never diverge
I think about my friends, I think about my family
I think about my future and my past like endlessly
I hate my past I dream a fantasy, but I'm scared of future me
Is my fate chosen randomly
Whatever card is dealt, I shouldn't blame myself
I let it run its course, through the flames I fell
I can't wait to see the future me, mirror mirror as can be
An old man on his destiny
Let it go, let it go, everybody grows old
Let it go, let it go, all the years faded
Let it go, let it go, everybody grows old
Let it go, let it go, all the years faded
Come to terms, with yourself, everything is easier
Never ever beat yourself, up, it gets easier
Come to terms, with yourself, everything is easier
Never ever beat yourself, up, it gets easier
Credits
Writer(s): Luis Vasquez De Leon
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