Kids... Lyrics

[Verse 1: André 3000]
I ain't even gon' lie, I was probably high
Just forgot to call you back, simple as that
I ain't no [?] so leave my dictionary
I might just call a cab 'cause I dig [?]
Yellow accents on a dark bitch
I met her back when she kept all her carpets
I'm well aware all that shit is fantasy
I double dare you all to fucking plan B
[?] that mean [?] mannerisms
That mean, don't mean to get vulgar, but it some
Hoes in this bitch like a box of donuts
[?] bitch standing on the corner
Condolences to niggas that got erased
I pour out some liquor on the cops' graves
Mhm, digital church bells
Bring it across the street, should work well[Hook: André 3000]
(Kids) kids, don't you know all this shit is fantasy?

(Kids) kids, don't you know all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) kids, don't you know all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) For real (for real?) for real (for real)
Kids, don't you know all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) kids, don't you know all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) kids, don't you know all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) For real (for real?) for real (for real)[Verse 2: Q-Tip]
I don't wanna get up, no, I don't wanna go to school
I don't wanna be the best, don't wanna follow rules
Mom, I think you fucking lied to me
Three stacks said all this shit is fantasy
It's my time, gon' put a little life to it
If life's an obstacle then I'mma bike through it
I see her like a kiddie on the carousel
If I hurl while I go around what the hell
And that went well, so I'm compelled
To have visions of getting chicken while my friends get jailed
My young nigga motto was "fuck it, I'm already grown"
And I dream of when I'm 16 I'm out my home
That petty though, cut my mama boyfriend though
It's kinda lull like this old head hustle, yo
He cognizant of a nigga ride and die
I see us getting money through my green eyes[Hook: Andre 3000]
(Kids) kids, don't you know all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) kids, don't you know all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) kids, don't you know all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) For real (for real?) for real (for real)[Interlude]
Yeah, all the kids, all the what, uh, what
Yeah, all the badass kids, uh[Verse 3: André 3000 & Q-Tip]
Kids say I'm the shit
I'm Chick fil A nuggets made on the french fries, the spicy Popeyes and Red Lobster biscuits
And girls scout [?] for my penmanship, but oh shit, it's like I'm hungry now again
And I can't do nothing about it 'cause my teeth are all rotten
And my mom and my pop they just ran
And if [?] if they were little [?]
Too bad they can't get back to [?] when
The grown-up stories don't work and the court of the kiddies' judgement is in
And while y'all doing all y'all bids y'all reminisce as kids
Fuck it, kids, the grown-ups want one on up
They stood on the corner like you want some [?]
Time, and probably felt like a loner
Smelled like a stoner, snuck through their [?]
So when they question you about who or who you ain't voting
Complaining that you always moaning, never saying good morning
Storming out my house and slamming doors like you pay yours bills
They been through it too though, they were kids like you though
But what if they ain't you though hand you with the cheat code
Through a game you just started playing, no extra man
Leave you reckless on the court with no high percentage shot
Just a bunch of "you got it nigga, just give it what you got"
Yeah, a little different on the yacht, but ain't gon' lie, I miss [?]
I love the young niggas, and they do too, they just be acting
Like a bunch of retired tired lesbians, these bitches salty
Shit, their blood pressure high, why? They don't play no more probably[Hook: André 3000]
(Kids) kids, don't you know all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) kids, don't you know all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) kids, don't you know all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) Kids, don't you know all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) kids, don't you know all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) kids, don't you know all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) kids, don't you know all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) kids, don't you know all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) kids, don't you know all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) kids, don't you know all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) kids, don't you know all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) kids, don't you know all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) kids, don't you know all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) kids, don't you know all this shit is fantasy?
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