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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
imKENNETHY
Performer
ALi.V
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hassan Kleckley
Lyrics
Kenneth Andrew Yang
Lyrics
imKENNETHY
Arranger
QMC
Arranger
Lyrics
There was a time where it felt like we had all day
Running pickup basketball till it got late
Don't remember when the stakes changed or got raised
But that first year of school we came a long way
Microwave dinners and strangely warm winters, uh
Ain't know how to dress but learned from lost pictures
Of the man that I knew I could be
Looked myself in the mirror, didn't like what I see
Bad bitches, I had no shot
Found no props that I was looking for
Took a while to see not sum'n I could afford to
Get lost in, put one and two together
Maybe things brought in my life would get sweeter
Dealing with a broken heart was trying to heal too fast
Holding onto lust that I thought might last
Take the chance, a choice I ain't ever regret
A smile on they face, pay as nice as a check
Sometimes I don't trust the man I'm becoming
Like, if I get up off these pills, will I shine or be nothing?
Butting heads with my mother, 'bout my stomach and lunges and
What I choose to put in 'em, got kicked out for the summer
But truth is, it's been a long time, it's nice to see you
Despite bad blood still go back like a beeper
On the hip, ducking calls ducking flip-flops
From Mema, memories seem centuries ago in rearview mirrors
When you dreaming of the future, always tryna play catch up
Mac told me win or lose, it just doesn't matter
Got a pot to piss in, **** call me a crackpot
When Ali place the bet he always go for the long shot
That's just who I am hope they don't see a change in me
But all I'm is isn't all that I was meant to be
Failed physics couldn't figure my trajectory
But when I'm on a song, that shit is getting done expertly
From our spot, the grass was never greener
Biking down the block after class to meet her
Spending time with baby boo ya my mamacita
Then to the stu man, fuck the standards tryna break the meter
We on a heater then a bender for days
With the homies in the field, we be drawing up plays
Like Peyton Manning Reggie Wayne but we in modern day
We the Pro Bowlers y'all ain't even Bobby Boucher
Lo-lo-lo-locked down, had to use the camera for school
We on the block now, partying and breaking the rules
And to tell you the truth, was off the juice to keep my sanity
Need that liquid courage in the moments where I had to sing
It's all eyes on me, OMG wasn't prepared to be
On center stage though I begged, just wanted to be seen
Lean into moments 'fore they all pass me by
Scrolling through my life as the time just, fly
Written by: Hassan Kleckley, Kenneth Andrew Yang