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Дата випуску: 21.07.2022
Вікові обмеження: 18+
Мова пісні: Англійська
Just a Kid |
They either hate or they on your side |
Fuck it we ridin', fuck it we ridin' |
Playin' games to ease your mind |
Damn I’m high, damn I’m high |
And I know that they never understand |
Cause I’m just a kid, but they tell me I’m the man |
I be goofy, kind of funny, actin' stupid, but they love me |
We don’t do it for the money, just some food up in my tummy |
Feelin' cool, livin' great, in the mood, tryna' to sway |
Ice cubes in my drink, never doin' what they say |
They some losers full of hate, a nuisance gettin' cake |
What I’m doin' everyday, probably ruin all your games |
I got some brand new clothes fresh right out the package |
The moon lookin' like I can reach right up and grab it |
So close to the sky I’m high |
Was a youngin' who would hope to be fly oh my |
God, now I’m everywhere with my squad |
When I spit a rhyme they applaud |
And I say, thank you, thank you, you’re far too kind |
You heard everybody’s music, but wait til you hear mine |
They either hate or they on your side |
Fuck it we ridin', fuck it we ridin' |
Playin' games to ease your mind |
Damn I’m high, damn I’m high |
And I know that they never understand |
Cause I’m just a kid, but they tell me I’m the man |
If you know me, you are hatin', listen homie, I’ve been waitin' |
For a golden opportunity to know that I’ma make it |
Where I’m goin' I could take it, went from flowin' in the basement |
To shows in all stages on the road to different places |
Got they thumbs in the air, smile on they faces |
Fans with grey hair and fans rockin' braces |
Fans who be buyin' me drinks to get me wasted |
Groupie hoes, thirsty as hell and wanna taste it |
See this life even shocks me |
I got some people on my nuts call em' jockey |
And I ain’t even gettin' cocky |
But if you hatin' I’ma tell you this, watch me ! |
Bout to do somethin' amazin' bro |
World changin' my brain got a gang of flows |
And this for those who always came to shows |
And who were still by my side with no bank to blow |