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Justin Stone

8th Grade

 

8th Grade

(albüm: Midwest Pop Star - 2023)


Yeah, wait, wait
Tell me what to save on this mayday
I been overthinking since the eighth grade
Ain't nobody treat me like I'm next up
Aye, wait, wait
Tell me what to save on this mayday
I been overthinking since the eighth grade
Ain't nobody treat me like I'm next up

Really tell you that I'm chilling, I am not
Wish I could say I'm in my feelings but I'm not
Lately wanna give up, call it quits and walk away
But I got drive bitch, yeah it's in my DNA
Got a son, need a hit
Diapers never free and tomorrow got the rent
But it's never guaranteed so I'm living like I'm dying
Tryna make it so I swing

Wait, wait
Tell me what to save on this mayday
I been overthinking since the eighth grade
Ain't nobody treat me like I'm next up
Yeah, wait, wait
Tell me what to save on this mayday
I been overthinking since the eighth grade
Ain't nobody treat me like I'm next up

Really, really tell you that I'm chilling but I'm not
Lately wanna call it quits but I cannot
Got a son, I need a hit (aye, aye)
Diapers never free (uh, uh)
And tomorrow got the rent
But it's never guaranteed

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