Kids, pt. 2

I kind of miss the games that I would play when I was little

But now I'm 22 feels like I'm somewhere in the middle

Nowadays it seems like people always moving fickle

Too much pressure

But we never gave a shit when we were kids

Sometimes it's like I don't know my mind, It's like I know him but I don't, yeah

Like it's talking to me tryna say I'm blind, it tries to stamp on what I want

It's hard to find your feet in the middle

When you're still a kid but not a kid when you were little

Used to hope for money, putting teeth under my pillow

Now I'm chasing money, craving women on my pillow

Sometimes I'd never change my world for anything, it's making sense again

Sometimes I just wanna bun a zoot and have a drink and rant about you to my boys, you piss me off

I kind of miss the games that I would play when I was little

Before my job was sit and think

But now I'm 22 feels like I'm somewhere in the middle

This life is fucking with my head

Nowadays it seems like people always moving fickle

Too much pressure

It's like bro you owe me money

Bruv I'm tryna pay my tax

I know it's shit you broke your heart

But we would never give a shit if we were kids, yeah

I kind of miss the games that I would play when I was little

But now I'm 22 feels like I'm somewhere in the middle