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Verb T/Illinformed/Chillman/Eric the Red
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Hit 30 now they're tryna go back again
People saying you ain't 18, come on act your age
It's a mid-life crisis you're caught in
When all of your friends look more like your kids
Mind stays stuck in the past but gotta move on
Embark outside that garden you grew from
I always knew that I would live this kind of life
Since I was a young kid that never learned to ride a bike
Now I'm a grown man that can't drive a car
But the words I write on the page might guide me far
So don't be scared and acting like you aren't
And don't get caught up in the timeless past
Look harder, find a path, find your heart
Build a rocket, fly to Mars
Picture Keith dancing as the fire starts
And hope they hold your memory in high regard
Same faces, caught you in the same places
Watch how these times show you
Exactly who you are and what you go through
Telling me I'm different, it's been years so I don't know you
When you don't know me, so
But I knew how you used to move so don't be acting phoney
Telling me I disappear when you never tried to phone me
Got to break the barriers, step up out the loops
Stack your bread and get the loot, drunk a monkey in the booth
Sipping on my gin and juice watching time fly
Cutting out the excess, tryna get my mind right
Move into a different beat, adapt to survive
Can't get caught in a trap
Adapt is a must, can't get left eating dust
In this rat race, I got a million things I gotta juggle
Want it too easy, I say let there be struggle
Every corner that I turn, chilling finding trouble
But if you wanna grow, gotta go move a muscle
That's the hustle
And it's the root of all fear
You're caught up in the headlights like a wild county deer
It's weird how these people change their past in a year
Like a dark magician I appear and disappear
Most live their lives fixed, satan sniffing gear
Drowning my sorrows, why'd you think I was drinking beer
It's like you're deaf and can't hear all my words of wisdom
But we know the world keeps spinning like a piston
And I know you're wishing for more originality
But when you never grow up all you do is live a fantasy
Cause fam, you're fake like an Adderall commercial
And we know you practice all those lines in rehearsal
Write it in your journal, your thoughts and your worries
I always hit a fat racket like Andy Murray's
The lines become blurry in this whacked out city
In this crazed land I'm a man with no pity
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