Quarter Century Freestyle by GOON DES GARCONS* Lyrics
Yeah
How it feel when you alone?
How you feel when you at home?
Me I feel right at home
In my mind, I'm in my zone
Break my heart I write a song
This is not a sing along
This is...
GDG
Mr. Wear his heart up on his sleeve
In CDG (Ou)
I guess I dig the irony (Yeah)
I got the bity poppin' (Ou)
I been on a my flee
I just been Diddy boppin', rockin' on a beat (Whoa)
He R.I.P these niggas put 'em on a tee
The only nigga preaching mental clarity
A model for these kids, man what a rarity (Ou)
Who still gets girls, do drugs and still smoke hella tree
See
These niggas talk about it, all day all up in they tweets
A nigga like me you know it, I ain't even gotta speak
Move like I don't know critiques
I just know they not like me
They can't hit the block like me
Man these niggas can't talk to me, no
Oh my God
Made it out alive (Out alive)
Been a couple years since I had 9 to 5 (9 to 5)
Now the crib right by Hollywood and vine (Vine)
Mad people asking how?
Tell 'em I just live my life, yeah
Yeah I just live my life
Cocaine colored room
In my closet off-white
Hardwood dark floors creaking when I sleep at night
Big bay windows greet me with the morning light
[Interlude]
For so long
I've been running
For so long
I've been running
For so long
I've been running
For so long
I've been running
For so long
I've been running
For so long
I've been running
For so long
I've been running
For so long
I've been running
Acid clean it saved my soul
Push the curve on rocky roads
This not rap this rock 'n' roll
Now all my tracks they lock in load
My goth bitch she slit my throat
I just killed another show
I do 7 in a row
Man I do 7 in a row
Yeah
Yeah
Oh my God
Made it out alive
Been a couple years since I had 9 to 5
Now the crib right by Hollywood and vine
Mad people asking how?
Tell 'em I just live my life, yeah
How it feel when you alone?
How you feel when you at home?
Me I feel right at home
In my mind, I'm in my zone
Break my heart I write a song
This is not a sing along
This is...
GDG
Mr. Wear his heart up on his sleeve
In CDG (Ou)
I guess I dig the irony (Yeah)
I got the bity poppin' (Ou)
I been on a my flee
I just been Diddy boppin', rockin' on a beat (Whoa)
He R.I.P these niggas put 'em on a tee
The only nigga preaching mental clarity
A model for these kids, man what a rarity (Ou)
Who still gets girls, do drugs and still smoke hella tree
See
These niggas talk about it, all day all up in they tweets
A nigga like me you know it, I ain't even gotta speak
Move like I don't know critiques
I just know they not like me
They can't hit the block like me
Man these niggas can't talk to me, no
Oh my God
Made it out alive (Out alive)
Been a couple years since I had 9 to 5 (9 to 5)
Now the crib right by Hollywood and vine (Vine)
Mad people asking how?
Tell 'em I just live my life, yeah
Yeah I just live my life
Cocaine colored room
In my closet off-white
Hardwood dark floors creaking when I sleep at night
Big bay windows greet me with the morning light
[Interlude]
For so long
I've been running
For so long
I've been running
For so long
I've been running
For so long
I've been running
For so long
I've been running
For so long
I've been running
For so long
I've been running
For so long
I've been running
Acid clean it saved my soul
Push the curve on rocky roads
This not rap this rock 'n' roll
Now all my tracks they lock in load
My goth bitch she slit my throat
I just killed another show
I do 7 in a row
Man I do 7 in a row
Yeah
Yeah
Oh my God
Made it out alive
Been a couple years since I had 9 to 5
Now the crib right by Hollywood and vine
Mad people asking how?
Tell 'em I just live my life, yeah