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[Verse 1: Bryce
When I was up, I had a lot of dreams, my momma told me "Son you could be anything"
as you spread your wings, I know one day you'll be great
Just wait, soon aim up at the sky and I'll watch you float away
But, now that I am older, I'll admit that I am over all the stress and shit that comes from holding life up on your
It's a chore, I'm sick of bored, I'm sick of always stressin over shit I could ignore
I it's just my own immaturity, burnin' through me internally, take imagination and making it a reality
So, pause. Yo, fuck it, I'll be right
Pay a visit to the past, tell all to kiss my ass for a second

Bryce Vine]
I don't wanna worry nothin for a while, I just wanna play around livin' like a child
With old tunes jammin on my Walkman, and some Sour Kids and a Coke can
I don't wanna think about anything at all, I just run around doin what I want
With a pretty ass girl and a jam, and some Sour Patch Kids and a Coke can

[Verse 2: Bryce
I just wanna go back to the old school, old news, road rules, fresh prince, cartoons, good raps, tracks
I'm not tryin to be on it, I'm just to be honest. Packed lunch, school crush, Bus home and play Sonic
I have been there, I have that, made my mark up on the town
Been stupid, I've lucid, been a menace and a clown
Wow, I'm chillin watchin' Rocko's modern livin' wishin I could find a way to bring back Music
No more Jersey whorin' or horribly borin' versions of shows from Great Britain, they're written with no vision
Damn, so fuck it I'll be back
Pay my tribute to the past, you can all just my ass for a second

Bryce Vine]
I don't wanna worry bout nothin for a while, I just wanna play around livin' like a
With old tunes jammin on my Walkman, and some Sour Kids and a Coke can
I don't think about anything at all, I just wanna run around doin what I want
With a pretty ass girl and a jam, and some Sour Patch Kids and a Coke can

I don't wanna worry bout for a while, I just wanna play around, like a child
With old tunes jammin on my Walkman, Sour Patch Kids and a can

I don't wanna worry bout nothin for a while, I just wanna play around livin' a child
With old tunes jammin on my Walkman, and some Patch Kids and a Coke can
I don't wanna think about at all, I just wanna run around doin what I want
With a pretty ass girl and a slow jam, and some Patch Kids and a Coke can--