[Chorus]
Yeah, I been through some pain on my darkest days
I mix up my Act' with some lemonade
Me and Cody been on it, we better sane
You better wait, don't seperate, don't segregate
'Cause that's what I did on my darkest days
And I've done it all on my darkest days
You don't wanna go live through my darkest days, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I been through some pain on my darkest days
I mix up my Act' with some lemonade
Me and Cody been on it, we better sane
You better wait, don't seperate, don't segregate
'Cause that's what I did on my darkest days
And I've done it all on my darkest days
You don't wanna go live through my darkest days, yeah, yeah
[Verse]
I wanna be rich, I wanna be famous, when I die I don't wanna be nameless
When I go out, I hope that it's painless, it's R-H-Y-S, yeah, I'm young and I'm chainless
And no, I haven't been to space yet, closest thing to that was a plane, yeah
It was a plain jet, but I say, "Yes," to this life I wanna live in the game, yeah
I wanna be up there in the clouds, lookin' down
Hoping that my kids ain't fuckin' around
'Cause that's what I did way, way back in the day
I changed my life and now nothing's the same, kill it
I wanna be up there in the clouds, lookin' down
Hoping that my kids ain't fuckin' around
'Cause that's what I did way, way back in the day
I changed my life and now nothing's the same
I'm a young boy, innit, young boy killin'
Posted in the hood like I'm YoungBoy, innit
I'm not talking 'bout leaving when I'm talking 'bout dipping
And I'm talking 'bout stabbings when I say that I'ma dip then
Like fuck this party, fuck Bacardi, fuck your album, fuck your CD, burn your hard-drive
None of that shit could ever compare to starshine
Bitch, I'm tryna get my money and I'm tryna get it you toast
I'm tryna be calm, but I can't when you too close
I'm bringin' out the vocals when I see you in the toast
1960's revolver, that's the type of guns we tote
Hittin' up on your block on a calm day
And I'm prayin' to God on a Sunday
I'ma make it in the game, well, one day
I don't like anyone, eat 'em all up like a buffet
Yeah, I been through some pain on my darkest days
I mix up my Act' with some lemonade
Me and Cody been on it, we better sane
You better wait, don't seperate, don't segregate
'Cause that's what I did on my darkest days
And I've done it all on my darkest days
You don't wanna go live through my darkest days, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I been through some pain on my darkest days
I mix up my Act' with some lemonade
Me and Cody been on it, we better sane
You better wait, don't seperate, don't segregate
'Cause that's what I did on my darkest days
And I've done it all on my darkest days
You don't wanna go live through my darkest days, yeah, yeah
[Verse]
I wanna be rich, I wanna be famous, when I die I don't wanna be nameless
When I go out, I hope that it's painless, it's R-H-Y-S, yeah, I'm young and I'm chainless
And no, I haven't been to space yet, closest thing to that was a plane, yeah
It was a plain jet, but I say, "Yes," to this life I wanna live in the game, yeah
I wanna be up there in the clouds, lookin' down
Hoping that my kids ain't fuckin' around
'Cause that's what I did way, way back in the day
I changed my life and now nothing's the same, kill it
I wanna be up there in the clouds, lookin' down
Hoping that my kids ain't fuckin' around
'Cause that's what I did way, way back in the day
I changed my life and now nothing's the same
I'm a young boy, innit, young boy killin'
Posted in the hood like I'm YoungBoy, innit
I'm not talking 'bout leaving when I'm talking 'bout dipping
And I'm talking 'bout stabbings when I say that I'ma dip then
Like fuck this party, fuck Bacardi, fuck your album, fuck your CD, burn your hard-drive
None of that shit could ever compare to starshine
Bitch, I'm tryna get my money and I'm tryna get it you toast
I'm tryna be calm, but I can't when you too close
I'm bringin' out the vocals when I see you in the toast
1960's revolver, that's the type of guns we tote
Hittin' up on your block on a calm day
And I'm prayin' to God on a Sunday
I'ma make it in the game, well, one day
I don't like anyone, eat 'em all up like a buffet
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