On Replay
Think I ran out of time, where'd it all go
I've been stuck in my room singing high notes
Losing track of the days, but it's fine though
At least that's what I tell myself
I remember they said there was no hope
For the kid who spends all his time alone
Well, maybe they were right because I'm 20 years old
And I still haven't performed, and I still haven't moved on
From a girl I used to know, that bitch was leading me on
That's why I cannot trust these hoes, they'll drag your feet through the mud
Man, I swear they'll do the most, my shoes are dirty as fuck
But I won't ever give up
I had teachers used to tell me that I wouldn't be nothing
I had bitches used to laugh at all the songs I was dropping
And all the kids up in my class would say my name like it's funny
(Huh, what's funny)
Who's laughing now? I bet they looking in the mirror and they asking how
How'd he do it with the music he be rapping now
Sim, the kid whose known in classes for his acting out
He's taking action now
(yeah)
Used to be the one who did things with no rationale
It used to be a little different, but my passion's found
Mixing shit up in my room, but I'mma pan it out
Neighbors said to turn it down because my music was too loud
But I won't let no hater dictate what's coming out my mouth
Plus, I won't let someone with worse ideas inside my house
If every day's the same, then what's the point of going out
These drugs and all this Jack and Coke, there must be more to life than that
I've been going through the motions, take my mind and pry it open
Maybe then my mind will open
Lately i've been trying to cope with living every day the same
Risk it all, it's pay to play
Put in work, no pain, no gain
Please don't rain on my parade
I don't want anyone to get hurt
I try hard, but I still feel like I'm under pressure
I look back and I realize I was always in first
No ones ahead of me, I'm living in a world of my own
I've been stuck in my room singing high notes
Losing track of the days, but it's fine though
At least that's what I tell myself
I remember they said there was no hope
For the kid who spends all his time alone
Well, maybe they were right because I'm 20 years old
And I still haven't performed, and I still haven't moved on
From a girl I used to know, that bitch was leading me on
That's why I cannot trust these hoes, they'll drag your feet through the mud
Man, I swear they'll do the most, my shoes are dirty as fuck
But I won't ever give up
I had teachers used to tell me that I wouldn't be nothing
I had bitches used to laugh at all the songs I was dropping
And all the kids up in my class would say my name like it's funny
(Huh, what's funny)
Who's laughing now? I bet they looking in the mirror and they asking how
How'd he do it with the music he be rapping now
Sim, the kid whose known in classes for his acting out
He's taking action now
(yeah)
Used to be the one who did things with no rationale
It used to be a little different, but my passion's found
Mixing shit up in my room, but I'mma pan it out
Neighbors said to turn it down because my music was too loud
But I won't let no hater dictate what's coming out my mouth
Plus, I won't let someone with worse ideas inside my house
If every day's the same, then what's the point of going out
These drugs and all this Jack and Coke, there must be more to life than that
I've been going through the motions, take my mind and pry it open
Maybe then my mind will open
Lately i've been trying to cope with living every day the same
Risk it all, it's pay to play
Put in work, no pain, no gain
Please don't rain on my parade
I don't want anyone to get hurt
I try hard, but I still feel like I'm under pressure
I look back and I realize I was always in first
No ones ahead of me, I'm living in a world of my own
Credits
Writer(s): Simon Mitchell
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