day3

It started when I woke up
Back when I was fifteen
I started getting older
They were not a friend of me
They were more like enemies
I never got my rose here
Treat me like a comedy
I wanna be six feet
Six feet deep

I'm still here so I don't feel relieved
Don't know my name, make me
A distant memory
And I don't need advice
I'll be stuck here with my vices
You were just like lice
Scratch my head thinking what it meant
Had me white as rice
I was scared of letting you go
Now my life is nice
But the troubles they won't leave soon
Always told to shoot for the moon
The heat made me flustered had to change the season
Getting older what should I do?
I look in the mirror like I'm a new dude
But ain't nothing new
Lil shawty they're ain't nothing new

It started when I woke up
Back when I was fifteen
I started getting older
They were not a friend of me
They were more like enemies
I never got my rose here
Treat me like a comedy
I wanna be six feet
Six feet deep



Credits
Writer(s): Brian Harris
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