Sonic Entanglements

On 100 A I made beats
In the attic, I could never feel my feet
Nazzy had the space heater he used to turn it on
At Four a.m.
And let me write my songs on his speaks
Yeah, we fired them bitches up
Bounced it to the WAV
Yeah, we kinda really sucked
But that's okay
Gotta shout it to the Mom's
She let us paint it black and red
And write up on the walls, yeah
2015, BMG, Air BnB
Making cover songs Naz, Rah, and me
Talking about the good life and making memories
Turning up that old Drake and then we fall asleep

But now we're using different speakers
Separation starts to creep in
Yeah, and now I can't believe it
Everybody's leaving

I know, I know
Friends can't always come home
I know, I know
Friends can't always come home

So we went our separate ways
Working different jobs
In another place, yeah
Taking several 9 to 5's
Living with our moms
Can't make up our minds, yeah
As the years are passing by
We're searching for the time
So we make another rhyme, yeah, yeah
Remember parking in the back
Climbing up the stairs, time to hear another rap
Sometimes that shit was ass
You never mixed the clap
But Twisty fixed all that, yeah
Now we doing 50K
Never been so proud, water streaming down my face now

But we're still using different speakers
Separation starts to creep in
And now I can't believe it
Everybody's leaving

I know, I know
Friends can't always come home
I know, I know
Friends can't always come home