1st Verse
Take it back to high school fits so coo
Late to ery classroom chicks all eww
St. Ides in a Subaru right around noon
Then got shorti in the bathroom try'n to get schooled
Whole lot of gutter wit a little G.Q
So yes my older brother had a higher I.Q
Girls hasslin but that's what it do
An the police harrass him but that's not new
Ya'll can't touch him why do you try to
Figured high school reunion be security room
So I packed up outta math class F*ck it I'm threw
My life be the fast lane nothin is smooth
Up ahead an accident I still didn't move
This like my up brining bein brought to you
So if you in the same spot what not to do
Cause by time ya try to get it
Ain't get it
It got you
Hook
Now I got Firestone like I missed my Goodyears
An wrote this song hope it falls on good ears
Na don't fight them good tears
Na don't fight them good tears
x2
2nd Verse
Feel like I'm on a run way
Jet full of fuel
But jet engine blew
So the jet not flew
People try to tell me its the jet not you
But tell me what to do if you was on that jet too
Maybe I'm confused
Life's been a coma an I just came to
Maybe cost too much
Life that I live mighta flossed too much
Fifth I clutch maybe lost too much
Miss those lips I touch
Maybe all's too much
I grip this crutch
Might be turning back to dust
Or the sin's of the father might be turning back to us
Just a dumb kid
Living for the moment
Now I feel what dumb did
Hit it where it lye
Trey on a bogie life's gone aerie
Captain of the ship without a compass won't survive
So I steer into the fog let the blind lead the blind
Hook
Now I got Firestone like I missed my Goodyears
An wrote this song hope it falls on good ears
Na don't fight them good tears
Na don't fight them good tears
x2
3rd Verse
You wanna feel how I do
Fits no food
Check if my priority's fits wit you
Then check with authorities
Who's lookin for who
If I had loot I wouldn't be past due
Money issues had me pass on school
So you don't like what you hearin you can pass on through
If I had a choice I'd probably pass on him too
Fortunately the genius too cute
So it's ninety nine problems
Now I'm dealing with you
I missed good kisses to grant these wishes
So I missed my Mrs. to reach you listeners
Guess I'm just musics mistress
Now a whole wish list can't grant forgiveness
Ya'll write him off like he must not care
So maybe I or maybe I may be why hells falling out the sky
If you look away now maybe baby won't cry
Hook
Now I got Firestone like I missed my Goodyears
An wrote this song hope it falls on good ears
Na don't fight them good tears
Na don't fight them good tears
x2
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Lyrics submitted by MusicMag.