Goodbye Homie

Memories to remember when we were kids 

Those are the times we really lived

Do you remember the times we were the closest?

Now we just kick back and get roasted

But what happens when it's time to graduate 

Look out the window, watch me leave, close the shades

We had a good run but now it's all over

Future encounters are left with cold shoulders 

Pressure to stay friends is too enormous

Maybe next time we meet it'll be in fame and fortune 

We'll all be happy just from endorphins 

But at this moment it's not that important

Feeling untouched, emotions unstable 

It's your last chance to forget all the labels

Let people be themselves

Read about equality on the shelves

And while you're there look for inspiration

I hope the time spent away from me is a vacation

Remember that chick who with you had relations

I still love her and I will forever be waiting

All those times when we'd just chill and I'd be siked

12 years old talkin about chicas we liked

Those times were the best

Now we 18, no sleep, always stressed

You think these talks are unnecessary

And you're always ditchin when shit gets hairy

Please start reflecting, because what you expecting might dissapear in an instant

I can't keep living with harsh words resistance

Knives indeed cut but your words cut deeper

Homie you kill my vibe like the original grim reaper

The more you talk the incline gets steaper

So hard to climb, I think I'll just leave her

 

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