🎵 Still A Kid // by Krillz

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Still A Kid

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March 5, 2022 📍 3 Timez Records
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3 ContributorsStill A Kid Lyrics [Intro] I'm covering my ears like a kid When your words mean nothing, I go la la la I'm turning up the volume when you speak 'Cause if my heart can't stop it I'll find a way to block it, I go [Chorus] Trying not to fear, I'm still a kid But watch your words, I ain't bluffing They'll go, bow, bow, bow So, go and tell me why that we don't speak 'Cuz, my heart got cold and I find it hard to open up Trying not to fear, I'm still a kid But watch your words, I ain't bluffing They'll go, bow, bow, bow So, go and tell me why that we don't speak 'Cuz, my heart got cold and I find it hard to open up [Verse 1] Yo I be skeptic, why they pretending Who's that on the gram, turn detective I won't lie man, I jammed, got rejected Now she rеspect it, but she regrеt this I don't need friendship It ain't effective Family ties, know I been Kendrick Was a lay-lay ting, now we're taking flight It's a - mayday ting had to eject him Ay G, check this When I'm up I don't give 2 Fs I might cop me a jet Bro, slap me a beat and I'll put it to Bed, it's O.T. Family, couldn't care for the rest You rep that block, crying on the bench Then you rap 'bout drills, you ain't writing sense Like it's ments how he's typing again Was it light or a benz, who's hyping 'dem? [Chorus] Trying not to fear, I'm still a kid But watch your words, I ain't bluffing They'll go, bow, bow, bow So, go and tell me why that we don't speak 'Cuz, my heart got cold and I find it hard to open up Trying not to fear, I'm still a kid But watch your words, I ain't bluffing They'll go, bow, bow, bow So, go and tell me why that we don't speak 'Cuz, my heart got cold and I find it hard to open up [Verse 2] Tic, tac, toe I might hit that hoe Hit from the back with a Jim like Jones Don't test lil' bro, he a jit but grown If ya' lips saw loose(?) You might sink that boat Gotta make that dough No sitting at home Bars like bells when they hit a man's dome New intel go, gotta stick to the code I took a big L, bounce back like loans Grab on the mic, they know it's 'dat time I give 'dem punch lines, I grip it and shoot Ain't no joke when I'm up in the stu' Bro's in the trap house, that's panda, kung fu They were laughing, now the banters on who? Jarring, they're even bumping my tunes Remember we dropped "Ball If I Want To" Was a half-ting now we're dunking on (Now we're dunking on) Now we're dunking on yutes All of these pounds must be from the cats No, I don't trap, catch me in the stu' (Li'l bro) Li'l bro don't do kung fu He'll swing at a yute, he's the loosest screw He chose 'dat life, so he's playing with daggers, hammers It ain't 'bout West Ham boo He's in the wrong field, he ain't doing 1-2s [Chorus] Trying not to fear, I'm still a kid But watch your words, I ain't bluffing They'll go, bow, bow, bow So, go and tell me why that we don't speak 'Cuz, my heart got cold and I find it hard to open up Trying not to fear, I'm still a kid But watch your words, I ain't bluffing They'll go, bow, bow, bow So, go and tell me why that we don't speak 'Cuz, my heart got cold and I find it hard to open up [Verse 3] Hoes wanna get lively, that won't excite me Fuck a train track, I like my ones pricy Need a Maybach cuh, the limit's the sky, G 'Dis is payback, for the n**ga's that tried me I'm shiesty, you ain't my G Times changed, they're rating man highly 'Dis bread ain't changed man up slightly But I'm seeing way more rats, they want my cheese Slide to the left, no, slide to the right Me and DB don't cha-cha slide We just CTB and we stunt on guys Remember back 'den, she ain't have no time Guess time's do change, now I don't reply I could never go wife me a whore So it's DTB 'till the day that I (ay what?) So it's DTB 'till the day that I die [Outro] I'm covering my ears like a kid When your words mean nothing, I go la la la I'm turning up the volume when you speak 'Cause if my heart can't stop it I'll find a way to block it, I go
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