Butterfly
How things change, I was on fields with cane
Now I route uni just to get paid
Similar story, different cage
I feel myself slipping, now that I'm sipping
Filling with rage, feel like I'm stuck in a maze
Aw man, man I miss them days
I don't wear ice on my neck or the wrist
But the heart is frozen
But frozen's better than broken
And broken's better than stolen
My life, it plays backward, directed by Christopher Nolan
Yes, at 15 I knew I was chosen
but at 15 I still had emotion
I used to love Mia, now I don't see her
My, how times are changing
Now I can't get attached to girls cause they're all the same,with different faces
I need all these payments
Wanna make change, so I can't stay patient
Not enough time for waiting,
Gotta go hard on a daily basis
See I love it but I hate it
I saw the price and I paid it
I put my life on a playlist
But I don't like the path I'm paving
I can't even sleep at night
'Cause my mind is always racing
Struggling to even write 'cause my hands just can't stop shaking
Take me back to the streets I was raised in
Take me back to the parks that I played in
Bro, too much time in Richmond, Kingston
Need me a real vacation
Need me a real vacation
Away from lights and strangers faces
Kick ball with the bros down Netley Road
Is now just a memory fading
How things change, I was on fields with cane
Now I route uni just to get paid
Similar story, different cage
I feel myself slipping, now that I'm sipping
Filling with rage, feel like I'm stuck in a maze
Aw man, man I miss them days
Aw man, man I miss them days
Different times, distant haze
You've been on the grind from day
But the work ain't done till we all get paid
You'll stray on the path you take
I just pray that you won't forget me
When the money runs in in plenty
That's when you start to lose your memory
Forget what made you you and the values too of a man you knew
Media'll make you green
But your loved ones seem to be looking blue
We're not far from the future
And I know that you hate that truth
Lock that pain in the booth
And spit 16s to avoid that noose
Spit 16s to avoid my problems
Hate to admit that I do this often
Us yutes see we didn't have options
Get that degree or play for Tottenham
Become an artist, that's nonsense
Please stop constantly crushing my conscience
After all this time
Am I just a guy that picks your cotton?
How things change, I was on fields with cane
Now I route uni just to get paid
Similar story, different cage
I feel myself slipping, now that I'm sipping
Filling with rage, feel like I'm stuck in a maze
Aw man, man I miss them days
Aw man, man I miss them days
Aw man, man I miss them days
Wake up, make some music get baked up
Is this the life that I dreamed of?
Time ain't waiting for me
I never thought
That I could get anxious
'Till I froze on stage, right in front of those cameras
I was 16, time froze, split screen
I was spitting 16s but some of the crowd was smirking at me
Like they were watching animals at the circus
And I was just a monkey who was serving his purpose
My conversation skills started diminishing
I couldn't talk to girls that I was tryna finish in
Stopped fitting in, more giving in
My facade that I put on started fading away
See things weren't always this way
I was teased at school for my weight
And the way that my teeth looked
You're a neek, who just wanks and reads books
I started rapping so that I could be cool
Earn respect from my peers and the girls at my school
I spent every fucking summer locked away in my room
Looks like I was a fool, yeah
Looks like I was a fool, uh
Now I route uni just to get paid
Similar story, different cage
I feel myself slipping, now that I'm sipping
Filling with rage, feel like I'm stuck in a maze
Aw man, man I miss them days
I don't wear ice on my neck or the wrist
But the heart is frozen
But frozen's better than broken
And broken's better than stolen
My life, it plays backward, directed by Christopher Nolan
Yes, at 15 I knew I was chosen
but at 15 I still had emotion
I used to love Mia, now I don't see her
My, how times are changing
Now I can't get attached to girls cause they're all the same,with different faces
I need all these payments
Wanna make change, so I can't stay patient
Not enough time for waiting,
Gotta go hard on a daily basis
See I love it but I hate it
I saw the price and I paid it
I put my life on a playlist
But I don't like the path I'm paving
I can't even sleep at night
'Cause my mind is always racing
Struggling to even write 'cause my hands just can't stop shaking
Take me back to the streets I was raised in
Take me back to the parks that I played in
Bro, too much time in Richmond, Kingston
Need me a real vacation
Need me a real vacation
Away from lights and strangers faces
Kick ball with the bros down Netley Road
Is now just a memory fading
How things change, I was on fields with cane
Now I route uni just to get paid
Similar story, different cage
I feel myself slipping, now that I'm sipping
Filling with rage, feel like I'm stuck in a maze
Aw man, man I miss them days
Aw man, man I miss them days
Different times, distant haze
You've been on the grind from day
But the work ain't done till we all get paid
You'll stray on the path you take
I just pray that you won't forget me
When the money runs in in plenty
That's when you start to lose your memory
Forget what made you you and the values too of a man you knew
Media'll make you green
But your loved ones seem to be looking blue
We're not far from the future
And I know that you hate that truth
Lock that pain in the booth
And spit 16s to avoid that noose
Spit 16s to avoid my problems
Hate to admit that I do this often
Us yutes see we didn't have options
Get that degree or play for Tottenham
Become an artist, that's nonsense
Please stop constantly crushing my conscience
After all this time
Am I just a guy that picks your cotton?
How things change, I was on fields with cane
Now I route uni just to get paid
Similar story, different cage
I feel myself slipping, now that I'm sipping
Filling with rage, feel like I'm stuck in a maze
Aw man, man I miss them days
Aw man, man I miss them days
Aw man, man I miss them days
Wake up, make some music get baked up
Is this the life that I dreamed of?
Time ain't waiting for me
I never thought
That I could get anxious
'Till I froze on stage, right in front of those cameras
I was 16, time froze, split screen
I was spitting 16s but some of the crowd was smirking at me
Like they were watching animals at the circus
And I was just a monkey who was serving his purpose
My conversation skills started diminishing
I couldn't talk to girls that I was tryna finish in
Stopped fitting in, more giving in
My facade that I put on started fading away
See things weren't always this way
I was teased at school for my weight
And the way that my teeth looked
You're a neek, who just wanks and reads books
I started rapping so that I could be cool
Earn respect from my peers and the girls at my school
I spent every fucking summer locked away in my room
Looks like I was a fool, yeah
Looks like I was a fool, uh
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Writer(s): Dylan Saulick
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