2Yung
I'm too young for all these scars
Too well liked to feel alone
Jump out the show and I hop in a car
Leave her outside boy I'm bad to the bone
I can't reply I just stick to the bars
We at the palms and she like what I'm doing
Call her my life, all my life I been ballin'
I'm an out fielder and she getting thrown, yeah
She told me stick to myself and I stuck to myself
'Till the chicks they want stick to me too
Long Time Coming and UPTOWN, got me up now
And I'm really up too
Hit her up saying "I'm bad for you boo"
She wanna try and try and see it through
I used to the think I was loving her too
Now I just pop out at show with the crew
Now I got me a new girl and she tell me she want me
And tell I'm oh so nice
I'm seasoned on records, it's sugar and spice
I'm leaving the rest to the rest of the guys
Jump out the window I'm really gon' fly
Cut her off quick I be cutting them ties
Baking the cake and i need me a slice
Boy I got wings and im touching the sky
I'm too young for all these scars
Too well liked to feel alone
Jump out the show and I hop in a car
Leave her outside boy I'm bad to the bone
I can't reply I just stick to the bars
We at the palms and she like what I'm doing
Call her my life, all my life I been ballin'
I'm an out fielder and she getting thrown, yeah
Pick up the phone, yeah
I just been making more songs, yeah
I cannot talk, I'm doin' that business
And making it show, yeah
The way I be chilling on 'em
It's a cold front, wind blow, yeah
She got a lot, but I got more
Yeah I got more, yeah
I'm too young for all these scars
Too well liked to feel alone
Jump out the show and I hop in a car
Leave her outside boy I'm bad to the bone
I can't reply I just stick to the bars
We at the palms and she like what I'm doing
Call her my life, all my life I been ballin'
I'm an out fielder and she getting thrown
I'm too young for all these scars
Too well liked to feel alone
Jump out the show and I hop in a car
Leave her outside boy I'm bad to the bone
I can't reply I just stick to the bars
We at the palms and she like what I'm doing
Call her my life, all my life I been ballin'
I'm an out fielder and she getting thrown, yeah
Yeah, uh, uh-uh-uh
She getting thrown
She getting thrown
She getting, huh, yeah
Mac NL
Yeah-yeah
Yeah
I got more, yeah I got more yeah
Too well liked to feel alone
Jump out the show and I hop in a car
Leave her outside boy I'm bad to the bone
I can't reply I just stick to the bars
We at the palms and she like what I'm doing
Call her my life, all my life I been ballin'
I'm an out fielder and she getting thrown, yeah
She told me stick to myself and I stuck to myself
'Till the chicks they want stick to me too
Long Time Coming and UPTOWN, got me up now
And I'm really up too
Hit her up saying "I'm bad for you boo"
She wanna try and try and see it through
I used to the think I was loving her too
Now I just pop out at show with the crew
Now I got me a new girl and she tell me she want me
And tell I'm oh so nice
I'm seasoned on records, it's sugar and spice
I'm leaving the rest to the rest of the guys
Jump out the window I'm really gon' fly
Cut her off quick I be cutting them ties
Baking the cake and i need me a slice
Boy I got wings and im touching the sky
I'm too young for all these scars
Too well liked to feel alone
Jump out the show and I hop in a car
Leave her outside boy I'm bad to the bone
I can't reply I just stick to the bars
We at the palms and she like what I'm doing
Call her my life, all my life I been ballin'
I'm an out fielder and she getting thrown, yeah
Pick up the phone, yeah
I just been making more songs, yeah
I cannot talk, I'm doin' that business
And making it show, yeah
The way I be chilling on 'em
It's a cold front, wind blow, yeah
She got a lot, but I got more
Yeah I got more, yeah
I'm too young for all these scars
Too well liked to feel alone
Jump out the show and I hop in a car
Leave her outside boy I'm bad to the bone
I can't reply I just stick to the bars
We at the palms and she like what I'm doing
Call her my life, all my life I been ballin'
I'm an out fielder and she getting thrown
I'm too young for all these scars
Too well liked to feel alone
Jump out the show and I hop in a car
Leave her outside boy I'm bad to the bone
I can't reply I just stick to the bars
We at the palms and she like what I'm doing
Call her my life, all my life I been ballin'
I'm an out fielder and she getting thrown, yeah
Yeah, uh, uh-uh-uh
She getting thrown
She getting thrown
She getting, huh, yeah
Mac NL
Yeah-yeah
Yeah
I got more, yeah I got more yeah
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