I CAN DO THIS ALL NIGHT
Four years past by, forever a feeling
The feeling nostalgia, my neck where its breathing
Nightmares and daydreams my mind been repeating
The lessons the losses the love and the beatings
Four years past by, forever a feeling
The feeling nostalgia, my neck where its breathing
Just roll me up a blunt in the back of the bus
Dreaming one day maybe i could make a couple bucks
Strutting like a motherfucker on my way to high school
Hat back with the shades tryna play it cool
Don't play me like a fool, I know all the fucken rules
Don't tell me what to do, betcha i know more than you
We got 30 fucken boys puffing loud in a washroom
Passing the nic like we all from the same womb
Party like a Carti pit minus the baboons
And if Sandy finds us we gon dip to our classrooms
Fuck you teacher yeah I said it
Your voice gives a permanent headache
Someone get this guy a medic
Cuz I might make murder my aesthetic
TikTok told me hit a lick
Toilets gone and it smells like shit
100 drawings of ass and dick
Now that's something ill never forget
Four years past by, forever a feeling
The feeling nostalgia, my neck where its breathing
Nightmares and daydreams my mind been repeating
The lessons the losses the love and the beatings
Four years past by, forever a feeling
The feeling nostalgia, my neck where its breathing
Just roll me up a blunt in the back of the bus
Dreaming one day maybe I could make a couple bucks
Getting high to past the time, I'm tryna make my name
So i write these rhymes, check it
Fuck these grades they aint worth the time
I got mountains to climb, you aint even see my prime
You aint even come to kick it, not my fault you aint hear it
Didn't cook I fucken seared it, lifting everybody's spirits
Now we lifting up our spirits, hear the bass and we gon cheer it
Empty house we got no parents, I know neighbors fucken fearing us
In the trunk of a red chevy truck
Yeah we drinking we drunk yeah we thinking we fucked
Wind through our junk like we out in the sun
And its all fun and games til a toke or a puff
One day its here, next day its gone
Four fucken years, just for this song
So give me a call or maybe just a text
Cuz I'm going down the rabbit hole
And don't know when I'll be out next