[Intro] Since a shorty I was 40 and my 40′s is like 80′s So by the time I die, I’m gon’ be a baby Yeah… check Since a shorty I been 40 and my 40′s is like 80′s So by the time I die, I’m gon’ be a baby Yeah…
[Hook] And so my youth sound just like lightning coming down See my youth sound just like lightning coming down And my youth sound just like lightning coming down And my youth sound just like lightning coming down
[Verse 1] From my view here, my hue veers To a blue smear on a white wall, what you might call my Blue Period I’m two-tiered, but no tats, and I don’t know what you call that Goes on and on like two mirrors And if you see us in your red prop, then your heart knows And your head copies My two tears ain’t no dead bodies They my entendres, and I’m hungry So my piece of pie better be as big as Mahatma Gandhi’s Even my filler kills, my 13th just might be a zombie So thrilling at bringing all that feeling back So if you died lately, put your trust in a cry baby Free man on dry days, and that light I shed so high grade
[Hook] And so my youth sound just like lightning coming down See my youth sound just like lightning coming down And my youth sound just like lightning coming down And my youth sound just like lightning coming down
[Verse 2] In my hotrod with my Vans on and my hambone And my hair long and my circle tight and my square strong I’m in great shape – with no shake-weights Or no weight shakes, and tell your mama this cake’s great Cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake And not Rihanna, my cake’s paper, I rage in Harlem I paper bait… And I take it back, cash this, asses, holographic Before I leave like Cassius Clay… And that big ol’ car, that bass shake that little bar So my bass tape in that Draco, wanna Waco them jakos Where the cake go? I blew all that for this great flow Wish a nigga would step on this pearl gold that I paid for
[Hook] And so my youth sound just like lightning coming down See my youth sound just like lightning coming down And my youth sound just like lightning coming down And my youth sound just like lightning coming down
[Verse 3] Red lights – obey my headlights That head red like Peg, or Santa’s sled lights That mean I heard what she said ‘Fore she said what she said outta head It’s like I got her head mic’d Like a Fed might, but I ain’t Fed-like Been a hands on homie, my head right Dreadlocks, but no Red Stripe And that’s both of ours like Red Bike And the Feds know what I roll like And a dead man, with some lowlifes Me stopped in your lights I got no lights ’til the stop sign Yeah, no rights like Nascar A black man in the deep south Doin’ Jim Crow with the police That’s 99 problems with a hoe twice From no life to Frankenstein Got it stitched up, I’m so nice
[Hook] And so my youth sound just like lightning coming down See my youth sound just like lightning coming down And my youth sound just like lightning coming down And my youth sound just like lightning coming downTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
