Stay Young by Evan Black Lyrics
Intro:
It's the E, to the V, to the A N
For the birds in the AM
It's not where you're from it's where you're at
Verse 1:
I remember, back when I was growing up
Everybody used to say that you're not old enough
I never listened, told them that I’m close enough
I just wanted was to fit in and I was sick of holding up
All I wanted was that Pac and that Biggie tape
But at the register they told me I was only 8
So I went and ripped that plastic off the packages
And took the rap so I could learn to master it
Cop them blank tapes just so I could lay a track
On a hand held recorder just so I could play it back
I thought I had it made used to think this shit was happening
Until I grew up outta that, really started rapping
Figured out the game how to balance out the traction
How to politic and how to get that fucking bottle cracking
How to stop thinking, yeah on top of that how to lose sleep
And learn that I ain't never turning back
All I know is that
HOOK
I don't wanna grow old
I'ma stay young
Yeah it's all I know
I ain't never growing up
Verse 2
Shit I was born grown and grew down
Come to think about it if I'd known what I knew now
I would’ve listened less, still got it my own
Would’ve turned into a mess probably kicked up out my home
Never listened to the suggested recommended clones
Tryna push a desk job yeah setting it in stone
Tryna plant up in my dome that the wealth gets grown from
Following the rules, adhearing to what's so
Damn typical, rather live a life full ridicule but stay true to what I know
To fill my shoes better call up Doc Scholls
Get a bag of sunshine hit the yellow brick road
Like, all I wanted was that L and Biggie tape
But gangster rap is something I ain't try to imitate
And I learned this rap games full of lying bitter snakes
So I'ma keep it g and watch them struggle for a dinner plate
HOOK
It's the E, to the V, to the A N
For the birds in the AM
It's not where you're from it's where you're at
Verse 1:
I remember, back when I was growing up
Everybody used to say that you're not old enough
I never listened, told them that I’m close enough
I just wanted was to fit in and I was sick of holding up
All I wanted was that Pac and that Biggie tape
But at the register they told me I was only 8
So I went and ripped that plastic off the packages
And took the rap so I could learn to master it
Cop them blank tapes just so I could lay a track
On a hand held recorder just so I could play it back
I thought I had it made used to think this shit was happening
Until I grew up outta that, really started rapping
Figured out the game how to balance out the traction
How to politic and how to get that fucking bottle cracking
How to stop thinking, yeah on top of that how to lose sleep
And learn that I ain't never turning back
All I know is that
HOOK
I don't wanna grow old
I'ma stay young
Yeah it's all I know
I ain't never growing up
Verse 2
Shit I was born grown and grew down
Come to think about it if I'd known what I knew now
I would’ve listened less, still got it my own
Would’ve turned into a mess probably kicked up out my home
Never listened to the suggested recommended clones
Tryna push a desk job yeah setting it in stone
Tryna plant up in my dome that the wealth gets grown from
Following the rules, adhearing to what's so
Damn typical, rather live a life full ridicule but stay true to what I know
To fill my shoes better call up Doc Scholls
Get a bag of sunshine hit the yellow brick road
Like, all I wanted was that L and Biggie tape
But gangster rap is something I ain't try to imitate
And I learned this rap games full of lying bitter snakes
So I'ma keep it g and watch them struggle for a dinner plate
HOOK