Hook
now when we ask for that old school sound,
dont turn around, with them fake guns,
they be soundin like
verse 1
theres nothing subliminal, no i am not a criminal,
lyrical bit satirical, not eager to meet the spiritual,
hey, i have my reasons, struggled through all seasons, when i was broke i still got up and partied on the weekends,
i partied just like the weeknd, only swam in the deep end, searching for girls whose freakin, all the drugs left me weakend,
but seeking, a reason to consider myself a being,
i ended up being a shell of myself what was i thinkin,
but now i, got a little cash,
started wondering if i was one to make it last,
live life fast, and just as fast, you crash,
your life could be remembered and forgotten that fast,
you gamble,
playing craps,
your mind,
creates gaps,
your body, starts to collapse,
and then i finally realized i just relapsed,
just like that old school sound i was eager to bring it back,
i was eager to bring it backhook
Hook
verse 2
being a little irresponsible, gets labeled a vice,
fool me twice, sugar, spice, mixed with everything nice,
take a power puff of that butter cup,
all bubbles and bathe salts,
and still we blossom like where never at fault,
is it too much to ask for some paper to roll,
snorting our soul, till our bankroll starts taking a toll,
we bluff and we fold, with funds as big as texas on hold, thanks for giving, now where forced to take the turkey as cold,
so now, your runnin outta cash,
not a single doubt that you would blow it all fast,
lived life fast, and just as fast, you crashed,
that money was earned and then burned that fast,
you struggle, to get it back,
you hustle, then double that,
you end up, caught in a trap,
then you finally regret, and wish you could just get it back, just like tha told school sound you were eager to bring it back,
i was eager to bring it back
hook
verse 3
i would love to come to conclusions, where nobody is losin, no body abusing, nobodys accusing any misusing,
let me slow it down i know it sounds little confusing, failure, self destruction, addiction stir it in with the boozing, its easy to start refusing, hard once you start perusing, you start cruising, until your body it starts bruisin,
no one thinks its amusing,
choosing a time to start defusing,
your losin excusing all of the signs that you might be abusin,
so now, you got no cash,
to build your self esteem you find a shorty you can smash,
live life fast the least youll get is crabs,
share a needle with a friend and thatll change fast,
acute means your infected,
chronic, youve reached the second,
acquired means its a deathwish,
you passed it to ones youve slept with,
now its a wrap,
just like that old school sound,
you were eager to bring it back, i was eager to bring it back
hook
credits
from John D. Skinny B. ep,
released November 11, 2017
John D. Contradiction & Skinny b.