Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, look [Verse 1] Heavy, my soul on some cold shit Think they know me, they don't know shit Opinions? I don't owe shit To no one but my family and my closest Amigos and damn, that's a short list So fuck bein' your favorite artist I'd rather show you my pain So you can locate where your own heart is [Chorus] Now that we're older, maybe we won't Act so damn cold, girl, cry on my shoulder She said it's hard, oh, baby, I know Now that we're older, cry on my shoulder (Yeah) [Verse 2] I remember wakin' up not wantin' to feel the pain Of bein' back in the same small town again But I had nothin' to lose, everythin' to gain So I'm up at 6 A.M. every day on a train up to London In the studio, tryna figure out somеthin' Rain keeps comin' Twelve hours later, still sat thеre, drummin' Train ride back, I'm exhausted but the kid's still hummin' Why? The grind is relentless Harsh when you're young and you're dumb and you're senseless That's what it takes for the great to make an entrance Said I'ma get it now, fuck waitin' on my pensions On my last grand In the studio, on my knees and my hands Tears on my face Wiped them off and worked harder, smarter, faster Six months later, I'm feelin' like the man [Chorus] Now that we're older, maybe we won't Act so damn cold, girl, cry on my shoulder She said it's hard, oh, baby, I know Now that we're older, cry on my shoulder