Letra

Fruit all in my lunch bag Stains all on my khakis Someone needs to hold my hand please There's a lot of things I hate to feel, I know you know No tv on the weekdays Father say I need good grades There's a lot of things I hate to feel, I know you know Mama calling and it's not 8 I can't even stay out late, I was only on my first date There's a lot of things I hate to feel, I know, now you know Hate being kids Tried to be twenty-one Wait a minute Hate being twenty-one Hate being kids Tried to be twenty-one Sip my drink Hate being twenty-one Back to kids What you mean I gotta work now Only way to get the bread now Gotta deal with all this hurt now There's a lot of things I hate to feel, I know now you know White hair like I'm Grindelwald Going where I never been before There's a lot of things I hate to feel, I know you know Hate being kids Tried to be twenty-one Wait a minute Hate being twenty-one Hate being kids Tried to be twenty-one Sip my drink Hate being twenty-one Back to kids
Writer(s): Emmanuel Jackson, Isaac Asante Nyarko, Obed Otchere Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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