Lost Boys

Lyrics

[Intro] Ah-hahahaha The Coffee *slurp* [Verse 1] Yah Shit, I ain't never getting older Never growing up I'm a lost boy like everyone Can suck on a nut Da fuck is up Momma know I never let her kiss and tell She loyal to the soil Copped it from alive and well And I mean we might as well Shit I put upon a bell She say shit, by twenty-five We either dead or in jail May first Acceptance letters all up in the mail Got me on the right track But what it cost to blaze the trail A semester costs about twenty A year was twenty-I'm out If you can't cough up that money These niggas close the door So I'm here in this drop Tryna make a living out my eldest hobby Like, college sounded good But that shit ain't for everybody So what I mean, right now More than anything is some treat Some papers, my B.M Tell her everything is on deal[?] We gon' ride this thing 'Till whatever, no degree Yes, as we destined with no investments So destiny didn't pick us, aye [Hook] A couple lost kids on they Peter Pan I be a lost boy on this Peter Pan Peter Pan, Peter Pan, Peter-Peter Pan (its magic) [Verse 2] He go damn damn David It's getting tiring, ain't it? You tell your momma you rapping You tell me she don't stop praying Like lord I hope he playing Lord I hope she save it All the freaky tricks for me Cause lord knows I've been waiting Man, I'm killing these niggas that hail from my city That's prolly the reason they ain't fucking with me That's prolly the reason I stick to myself Maybe that's why he's reluctant to help That's prolly the reason she say we can't be together Next day I had a ball and the next day I found one better, hey [Bridge] They say you can't have, you can't get either, too Well I just want a piece of it The homies say the future bring change Well I just wanna see something And I got money on me when the going get rough They got money on me there just isn't enough of it When my mind right with the bullet hindsight Gotta keep the vibes good, baby (the vibes) [Verse 3] Yo I might be growing out my backpacking phase Twenties from my momma in my purse, jack and daze Causing all type of drama on the seven back from Laskin First time I ever hit the way she tell me pace it Pace it, pace it Lil' homie gon' pace it If I tell her I will rap I don't know how she gon' take it First kiss, [?] slap it on her face, shit At least here I think we was in third grade, shit Made shit from nothing They ain't give me nothing First place critics saying They ain't winning nothing I'm just pumping crowds Coming down from another clap Underground Young, humble filthy nigga Get a listen, those dudes nothing Dave does do tracks justice But dudes only really want to Use snooze buttons They sleeping on me often Passing out my offering Guess I had to bring you guys the coffin A.D [Hook] Now I'm a lost boy, I'm on my Peter Pan Be some lost boys on our Peter Pan Peter Pan, Peter Pan, Peter-Peter Pan [Bridge] Yeah, yo yo, menno They say you can't have, you can't get either, too Well I just want a piece of it The homies say the future bring change Well I just wanna see something And I got money on me when the going get rough They got money on me there just isn't enough of it When my mind right with the bullet hindsight Gotta keep the vibes good, baby (keep the vibes good) [Outro] Cul-de-sac kingin' Cul-de-sac kingin' This is The Coffee EP I am Dave B This is the rose petal I know y'all have a good time Nigga