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has-lo - years later كلمات الأغنية

remember airbrushed jeans, bleachin’ your denim
cut a hole in ’em with the scissors and you rip it
pair of ???, orange, blue and white
boxes and gumbies with blond highlights
and my jeans used to be tight before kanye
now it’s called retro chic, it’s all the rage
skinny jeans are in with the teens
while he’s gettin’ girls now, i was gettin’ teased
the future is cruel that way
used to be out of style ’til they moved that day
see a trend goes p-ssed, gets so wack
that you cop new threads and the trend grows back
man, if i could do it again
everything was so innocent and beautiful then
being a virgin, feeling up chicks
getting hit cause you put your hand on her t-ts
in fifth grade tryin’ to act grown
girls in my cl-ss who were stacked like whoa
seemed old, nothing like these
talkin like s-x, wasn’t even 18
somebody had to be lyin’
we all 12 and they all gettin’ more tail than i am
and they all loved to bone so much they were cryin’
it’s just wildin’

days turn to months and the years stretch on
and i can’t see the world how i saw it anymore
world moves on, dreams lose form
thinkin’ about advice i ignored that i wouldn’t understand ’til years gone
shoulda listened, time seems so long ago i don’t remember them
but ever now and then i’ll revisit them
i just don’t listen to them

before i had braids
i walked around school hallways
brushin’ all day, tryin’ to get waves
with the white and green low top reeboks
cl-ssics, playing handball on the back lot
not far from the football field
where we lost both home and away most games
kinda ill, i went to a few of ’em
school colors on, girls look cute in ’em
art cl-ss, i would draw and rap
take a seat by jeanie, talk and chat
everyday it’s a beeline to sit beside
’til the teacher made us separate onto either side
she was live, i guess we were close
but high school deep ain’t as deep as it goes
but you don’t know that, you live in the now
all you wanted then was to blend in the crowd
chicken wings every lunch and a deck of cards
bet a book, get a book and check ’em off
play smith and wesson til my tape popped
boot camp had me wanting timbs and dreadlocks
i left my hair alone but i got the boots
trade ’em in prom night for pointy shoes
and a suit, and my date looked cute
she wouldn’t dance but my prom pic was the truth
it’s true

- has lo

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