Intro
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Verse 1:
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When I was growing up, I had a lot of dreams, my momma told me “Son you could be anything”
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Long as you spread your wings, I know one day you’ll be great
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Just wait, soon you’ll aim up at the sky and I’ll watch you float away
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But, now that I am older, I’ll admit that I am over
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All the stress and shit that comes from holding life up on your shoulders
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It’s a chore, I’m sick of being bored, I’m sick of always stressin over shit I could ignore
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I guess it’s just my own immaturity, burnin’ through me internally, take imagination and making it a reality
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So, pause. Yo, fuck it, I’ll be right back
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Pay my tribute to the past, tell them all to kiss my ass for a second
Chorus:
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I don’t wanna worry bout nothin for a while, I just wanna play around livin’ like a child
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With old tunes jammin on my Walkman, and some Sour Patch Kids and a Coke can
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I don’t wanna think about anything at all, I just wanna run around doin what I want
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With a pretty ass girl and a slow jam, and some Sour Patch Kids and a Coke can
Verse 2:
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I just wanna go back to the old school, old news, road rules, fresh prince, cartoons, good raps, dope tracks
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I’m not tryin to be on it, I’m just tryin’ to be honest. Packed lunch, school crush, Bus home and play Sonic
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I have been there, I have done that, made my mark up on the town
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Been stupid, I’ve been lucid, been a menace and a clown
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Wow, I’m chillin watchin’ Rocko’s modern livin’ wishin I could find a way to bring back Music Television
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No more Jersey Shore’n whorin’ or horribly borin’ versions of
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Shows from Great Britain, they’re written with no vision
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Yo damn, so fuck it I’ll be right back
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Pay my tribute to the past, you can all just kiss my ass for a second
Chorus (repeated):
F#
I don’t wanna worry bout nothin for a while, I just wanna play around livin’ like a child
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With old tunes jammin on my Walkman, and some Sour Patch Kids and a Coke can
F#
I don’t wanna think about anything at all, I just wanna run around doin what I want
E
With a pretty ass girl and a slow jam, and some Sour Patch Kids and a Coke can
F#
I don’t wanna worry bout nothin for a while, I just wanna play around livin’ like a child
E
With old tunes jammin on my Walkman, and some Sour Patch Kids and a Coke can
F#
I don’t wanna worry bout nothin for a while, I just wanna play around livin’ like a child
E
With old tunes jammin on my Walkman, and some Sour Patch Kids and a Coke can
F#
I don’t wanna think about anything at all, I just wanna run around doin what I want
E
With a pretty ass girl and a slow jam, and some Sour Patch Kids and a Coke can
- 1. Chord Gitar Bryce Vine - Sour Patch Kids Kunci Dasar - Chords.id (Nada Dasar C#)
- 2. Ganti Chord Gitar Bryce Vine - Sour Patch Kids Kunci Dasar - Chords.id (Nada Dasar C#)
- 3. Author Lagu Andra Ramadhan