19

West coast thrillin, all night chillin

Smoking through the morning to suppress these feelings

Streets so vivid, people so livid

Not a soul safe in the world that we're living

No pop pillin, backwood sealing

But my brother staring at a styrofoam ceiling

East coast feeling, I don't like to feel it

So I spend my morning staring at the earth's ceiling

I know you won't miss me, like I miss you

Cause I'm a fuckin fool

I know you won't miss me, like I miss you

Cause I'm a fuckin fool

That's that, shawty snapped

This time think she don't want me back

That's that, that's that

That's that, shawty snapped

This time think she don't want me back

That's that, that's that

Time passed, too fast

Next year think I'm going up next

That's that, that's that

Let bygones, be bygones

We don't gotta shed tears no more

We don't gotta shed tears no more

And I left home, I hope that's cool

I'm in west LA I've been acting a damn fool

Like that's cool, like that's cool

I don't wanna go back to the damn east coast, goin ghost, give a toast to my brand new post

And I don't needa sell my soul

(Next year think I'm going up next)

I know all good things gotta come to an end

But I'm 19 swearing that it's all pretend

Think I lost my mind and I lost my friends but I'm 19 swearing that it's all pretend, ohwoah

I know you won't miss me, like I miss you

Cause I'ma fuckin fool

I know you won't miss me

I promise you

Cause I'ma fuckin fool

I know you won't miss me, like I miss you

You don't miss me like I miss you

Cause I'ma fuckin fool

That's that, shawty snapped

This time think she don't want me back

That's that, that's that

Time passed, too fast

Next year think I'm going up next

That's that, that's that

That's that, shawty snapped

This time think she don't want me back

That's that, that's that

Let bygones be bygones

We don't gotta shed tears no more

We don't gotta shed tears no more

West coast thrillin, all night chillin

Smoking through the morning to suppress these feelings

Streets so vivid, people so livid

Not a soul safe in the world that we're living

No pop pillin, backwood sealing

But my brother staring at a styrofoam ceiling

East coast feeling, I don't like to feel it

So I spend my morning staring at the earth's ceiling

West coast thrillin, all night chillin

Smoking through the morning to suppress these feelings

Streets so vivid, people so livid

Not a soul safe in the world that we're living

No pop pillin, backwood sealing

But my brother staring at a styrofoam ceiling

East coast feeling, I don't like to feel it

So I spend my morning staring at the earth's ceiling