Miss old life
Miss the rights
Miss not being terrorized
Missin flights
Not alright
Caught a case
Not surprised
Felt the pain
I'll be fine
I'll just cry to mom at night
Miss the stories
Miss the cartoons
Miss the grades
Those were the times
No real pain
At that age
But these days it aint the same
Feels like everything has changed
Feel like i dont know my name
Everybody ine my lane
Think the tryna steal my game
Think they tryna tell a story
But they never knew no pain
Never new the times when it wasn't fair
Never seen their grams in a wheelchair
Never got their family at their science fair
Never felt the pain but nobody there
Never knew what it was like
Just to have a rough life
Just to feel those feelings
Just to cry it out at night
Miss old life
Miss the rights
Miss not being terrorized
Missin flights
Not alright
Caught a case
Not surprised
Felt the pain
I'll be fine
I'll just cry to mom at night
Miss the stories
Miss the cartoons
Miss the grades
Those were the times
Made an assumption now everyone be rumblin
Just like bees i think they bumblin
Percussion i say they drummin
Parents wouldnt be out there clubbin
Never ever had the thoughts
Of funerals and bodies rottin
Grandparents time winding down never on their face was a frown
Miss old life
Miss the rights
Miss not being terrorized
Missin flights
Not alright
Caught a case
Not surprised
Felt the pain
I'll be fine
I'll just cry to mom at night
Miss the stories
Miss the cartoons
Miss the grades
Those were the times
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Miss old life
Miss the rights
Miss not being terrorized
Missin flights
Not alright
Caught a case
Not surprised
Felt the pain
I'll be fine
I'll just cry to mom at night
Miss the stories
Miss the cartoons
Miss the grades
Those were the times
No real pain
At that age
But these days it aint the same
Feels like everything has changed
Feel like i dont know my name
Everybody ine my lane
Think the tryna steal my game
Think they tryna tell a story
But they never knew no pain
Never new the times when it wasn't fair
Never seen their grams in a wheelchair
Never got their family at their science fair
Never felt the pain but nobody there
Never knew what it was like
Just to have a rough life
Just to feel those feelings
Just to cry it out at night
Miss old life
Miss the rights
Miss not being terrorized
Missin flights
Not alright
Caught a case
Not surprised
Felt the pain
I'll be fine
I'll just cry to mom at night
Miss the stories
Miss the cartoons
Miss the grades
Those were the times
Made an assumption now everyone be rumblin
Just like bees i think they bumblin
Percussion i say they drummin
Parents wouldnt be out there clubbin
Never ever had the thoughts
Of funerals and bodies rottin
Grandparents time winding down never on their face was a frown
Miss old life
Miss the rights
Miss not being terrorized
Missin flights
Not alright
Caught a case
Not surprised
Felt the pain
I'll be fine
I'll just cry to mom at night
Miss the stories
Miss the cartoons
Miss the grades
Those were the times
Miss the rights
Miss not being terrorized
Missin flights
Not alright
Caught a case
Not surprised
Felt the pain
I'll be fine
I'll just cry to mom at night
Miss the stories
Miss the cartoons
Miss the grades
Those were the times
No real pain
At that age
But these days it aint the same
Feels like everything has changed
Feel like i dont know my name
Everybody ine my lane
Think the tryna steal my game
Think they tryna tell a story
But they never knew no pain
Never new the times when it wasn't fair
Never seen their grams in a wheelchair
Never got their family at their science fair
Never felt the pain but nobody there
Never knew what it was like
Just to have a rough life
Just to feel those feelings
Just to cry it out at night
Miss old life
Miss the rights
Miss not being terrorized
Missin flights
Not alright
Caught a case
Not surprised
Felt the pain
I'll be fine
I'll just cry to mom at night
Miss the stories
Miss the cartoons
Miss the grades
Those were the times
Made an assumption now everyone be rumblin
Just like bees i think they bumblin
Percussion i say they drummin
Parents wouldnt be out there clubbin
Never ever had the thoughts
Of funerals and bodies rottin
Grandparents time winding down never on their face was a frown
Miss old life
Miss the rights
Miss not being terrorized
Missin flights
Not alright
Caught a case
Not surprised
Felt the pain
I'll be fine
I'll just cry to mom at night
Miss the stories
Miss the cartoons
Miss the grades
Those were the times
Writer: Branden Gatewood
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