Song 2 Songtext
Connie, are you fucking kidding me?
HOTBOY
Growin' up, I was chubby and ain't nobody love me
I had joy in my smile 'til someone took it from me
And everyday, I feel a deeper regret
Niggas shot and hit my whip, them hollows burnin' my chest
The more people that I lose, the more I lose in myself
I started losing real young, so I'm familiar with death
I said I love you to death
HOTBOY
Growin' up, I was chubby and ain't nobody love me
I had joy in my smile 'til someone took it from me
And everyday, I feel a deeper regret
Niggas shot and hit my whip, them hollows burnin' my chest
The more people that I lose, the more I lose in myself
I started losing real young, so I'm familiar with death
I said I love you to death
Times change, but pain stays for many days
I try hard to numb pain in many ways
The blunts burn, the cough syrup, the scars fade
Pray for peace, the Lord with me on dark days
They be cappin' back in Austin, had to pay off all my studеnt loans
College, I was wildin', pukin' liquor at first day in school
Off, go off, I'm bipolar bi-coastal
You hot, you hot, evеrybody wanna know you
You not, you not, and nobody wanna touch ya'
Nike's, like rice, rocked whites since a drive thru
Since I worked McDonald's, niggas in my high school, I gave extra fries to
I write 'til no page left since '010
Since I was in boarding, recording in the bathroom
Since I was in Ghana, shared bedrooms with my brothers
They played our song in cafeteria, it was a honor
Remember days we would pray
From the days we would lay on the [?] rollin' J's
Hoping one day that we could make it alright Alright
There was some days we would fade from the storm
Fake the pain when the stormy weather came
Still somehow we know we could make it alright
Just right, just right
I try hard to numb pain in many ways
The blunts burn, the cough syrup, the scars fade
Pray for peace, the Lord with me on dark days
They be cappin' back in Austin, had to pay off all my studеnt loans
College, I was wildin', pukin' liquor at first day in school
Off, go off, I'm bipolar bi-coastal
You hot, you hot, evеrybody wanna know you
You not, you not, and nobody wanna touch ya'
Nike's, like rice, rocked whites since a drive thru
Since I worked McDonald's, niggas in my high school, I gave extra fries to
I write 'til no page left since '010
Since I was in boarding, recording in the bathroom
Since I was in Ghana, shared bedrooms with my brothers
They played our song in cafeteria, it was a honor
Remember days we would pray
From the days we would lay on the [?] rollin' J's
Hoping one day that we could make it alright Alright
There was some days we would fade from the storm
Fake the pain when the stormy weather came
Still somehow we know we could make it alright
Just right, just right
