youth

The day I turn twenty-three, I'm gettin' married

And shortly after, I'm gettin' buried

Pick up the pace, you know I've got big plans

Well, I'm talkin' dinner with friends

Shit, shave, then six feet of sand

Least that's the plan

Once I lit it, they said, "You'll regret it"

Consequences thin as smoke

I swore to God that I won't

This stuff is tough

It's got a lot more than you bargained for

And you have a hard time doin' things you do

When you got so much more than you wanted to

My friends are wasted

And I don't even care

I'm in my basement

Textin' girls that aren't even real

My youth is gone, and I know it

I pushed it too far, I've outgrown it

It seems you and me have got a tendency

To see past common deeds and formalities

Lyin' in the center of the floor

You and me and our four-four

You and me and our eight bars

Wastin' time before you know it's ours

My friends are wasted

And I don't even care

I'm in my basement

Textin' girls that aren't even real

My youth is gone, and I know it

I pushed it too far, I've outgrown it

(My friends are wasted)

(And I don't even care)

(I'm in my basement)

(Textin' girls that aren't even real)

My youth is fine, so you waste my fuckin' time

What a waste of fuckin' time

When you're tellin' these bitches you love 'em

'Cause you wanna fuck 'em then pay 'em no mind

But what could we miss if we're pissin' Blue Ribbon

And talkin' 'bout women, like 24/7

Is this shit not hittin', my bro?

Is this how you want it to go?

First or last, somewhere you've ashed

The cigarette that's gonna take you down

First or last, somewhere you've ashed

The cigarette that's gonna take you down