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{Verse 1: Veno}
And  When it come to birthdays
Boy  that shit been bittersweet
Made it past 23
But the days remind me
Age  is climbing
I’m  behind
On who I’m tryna be
Living  the vision
Getting older
Still ain’t closer
But the minutes is ticking
Every  year
I get another candle closer to the grave
And still ain’t reach my goals
Ain’t got shit to celebrate
I Start to feel afraid
That I’m losing in this race
Will I see success
Before I gotta meet the end of days
And
I lost myself when the football had ended
Only knew me through the game
I was fitting an image
Living pretending
Painting pictures
Plenty play my position
You 25 whole time you been faking to fit in, and I
Thought I have it by now
But I ain’t even got shit to my name dawg
Lost in the game dawg
Like when the fuck I get so anxious
Start stressing so much
But Black boy be tough
Got the world on your shoulders
Ain’t no time to give a fuck
Mama loved me
But idk if it’s the way that I needed