Dead On Departure
I miss those days, I miss those weeks
I miss the way we used to be
We were racing through these streets
Ain't feel no pain, just young and free
I miss those days, I miss those weeks
I miss the way we used to be
We were racing through these streets
Ain't feel no pain, just young and free
Gazing out my window, shit hoe
Stuck in these four walls so long, feel like I'm going schizo
Tryna find a movie to distract me from my mental
In a pitfall, got me sinking in a big hole
Maybe I can crawl out all this shit if I get rich yo
I don't got connections, but I shot a couple skits though
In the rap game, 'member used to play Nintendo
Never nothing different, wonder if it ever gets old
The world keeps turning
And the flame stays burning till it don't burn no more
It gets cold sometimes
Without you by my side
I miss those days, I miss those weeks
I miss the way we used to be
We were racing through these streets
Ain't feel no pain, just young and free
I miss those days, I miss those weeks
I miss the way we used to be
We were racing through these streets
Ain't feel no pain, just young and free
New chapters, new deals
New scars once the first heal
Fruit Loops and some oatmeal
I don't even know what's real
Same t-shirt from last week
I say, "What's up," when they pass me
And if I blow my brains, I'll make it classy
Fuck a casket, you can ash me
Just tell my fans I died happy
I don't got a death wish, but I bet shit brighter on the other side
Can hardly stand to do this shit another time
I don't know if people blind, I try, and try, and try
I got one more dime to throw in the well
Make a wish
I miss those days, I miss those weeks
I miss the way we used to be
We were racing through these streets
Ain't feel no pain, just young and free
I miss those days, I miss those weeks
I miss the way we used to be
We were racing through these streets
Ain't feel no pain, just young and free
I miss those days, I miss those weeks
I miss the way we used to be
We were racing through these streets
Ain't feel no pain, just young and free
I miss those days, I miss those weeks
I miss the way we used to be
We were racing through these streets
Ain't feel no pain, just young and free
Free free
I miss the way we used to be
We were racing through these streets
Ain't feel no pain, just young and free
I miss those days, I miss those weeks
I miss the way we used to be
We were racing through these streets
Ain't feel no pain, just young and free
Gazing out my window, shit hoe
Stuck in these four walls so long, feel like I'm going schizo
Tryna find a movie to distract me from my mental
In a pitfall, got me sinking in a big hole
Maybe I can crawl out all this shit if I get rich yo
I don't got connections, but I shot a couple skits though
In the rap game, 'member used to play Nintendo
Never nothing different, wonder if it ever gets old
The world keeps turning
And the flame stays burning till it don't burn no more
It gets cold sometimes
Without you by my side
I miss those days, I miss those weeks
I miss the way we used to be
We were racing through these streets
Ain't feel no pain, just young and free
I miss those days, I miss those weeks
I miss the way we used to be
We were racing through these streets
Ain't feel no pain, just young and free
New chapters, new deals
New scars once the first heal
Fruit Loops and some oatmeal
I don't even know what's real
Same t-shirt from last week
I say, "What's up," when they pass me
And if I blow my brains, I'll make it classy
Fuck a casket, you can ash me
Just tell my fans I died happy
I don't got a death wish, but I bet shit brighter on the other side
Can hardly stand to do this shit another time
I don't know if people blind, I try, and try, and try
I got one more dime to throw in the well
Make a wish
I miss those days, I miss those weeks
I miss the way we used to be
We were racing through these streets
Ain't feel no pain, just young and free
I miss those days, I miss those weeks
I miss the way we used to be
We were racing through these streets
Ain't feel no pain, just young and free
I miss those days, I miss those weeks
I miss the way we used to be
We were racing through these streets
Ain't feel no pain, just young and free
I miss those days, I miss those weeks
I miss the way we used to be
We were racing through these streets
Ain't feel no pain, just young and free
Free free
Credits
Writer(s): Timothy Matthews Jr
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