Lyrics

[Verse 1] Old-school, old-school Like them summer days I woke to with no clue Feel it on your skin, the cold truth, it cold soon Yeah, that's how you know I'm local, I'm local Where I'm coming from we soulful, hopeful This time my brothers going global, bi-coastal Get in touch with me by postal, not with the social I'm off the edge, at least I'm close to, the bitter snow due I'm feeling, look [Verse 2] Marvel in reflection, just a blind man with another sense Balancing potential and its negligence See, you wasn't born like this, arsonist It doesn't just come like this, hard to digest In your chest, speak it, but it don't exist [Chorus] Uh, I bе the old-school thrilla Back in the winter in somе loose-fitting linen Uh, yeah, and then my phone does not pick up Ghost with the shimmer, see the light bulb flicker Uh, yeah, and all my darg dem are realer Soaked in the liquor, but the soul see it clearer Uh, yeah, I put the wave in fruition Got the ocean in my system and it 'bout to follow [Verse 3] Follow who? These brothers saving face and I can't relate Was jumping train, looking at the planes, now they feeling strange I got a taste, this that bitter-sweet heat beneath your feat Won't play it safe, visions in my dreams, who do you believe? They fear the change, looking hollow, tomorrow dividing barricades Thought I saw the future coming close, but that was yesterday Way back on the island, grandad cutting up that sugar cane Told me love is violent, but nothing good painless anyway [Verse 4] Uh, so I'm just waiting by the riverside Yeah, just watching time go by Yeah, and if you don't know what the river's like Yeah, you should take a dive, no lie I lie behind the madness, I was vanished, now I'm showing late Life with no escape will make you feel a way (A way) But there's magic in the sadness if you watching when I levitate I celebrate this moment like I know my fate (Ayy, ayy) [Refrain] 3 AM dancing in the rave on my lonely (Lonely) 3 AM dancing in the rave, rave, rave, rave [Chorus] Uh, I be the old-school thrilla Back in the winter in some loose-fitting linen Uh, yeah, and then my phone does not pick up Ghost with the shimmer, see the light bulb flicker Uh, yeah, and all my darg dem are realer Soaked in the liquor, but the soul see it clearer Uh, yeah, I put the wave in fruition Got the ocean in my system and it 'bout to follow [Verse 5] All of my lows looking the same Swallow my pride, channel my rage Where have you been? I've been away Under my skin, stuck in my ways All of my stress put on a page What I possess is in a blaze Nothing to say, just get out the flame Cover your face (Look, look) The energy blessed, watch where you step Crack in the pave, made it to west When are you coming? I tellin' 'em "Next" Now you're feeling a breeze, and it blow your neck Sick of these brothers, I'm sick of these figures I see through this deal and my shoulders is killing My head stay lif' up, lif' up In the stu', this is a stick up, stick up Paving the way like back in the day When the cane-rows came tight like the bars I write Five-foot-nine, but still look up and it ain't my time But you still look up, living on a high 'til I fall down Looking out and the sun don't ever come down 'Til it dark outside and the kids still out 'Til the dawn of the morning the kids still out [Bridge] Looking crazy (Yeah) On occasion with me It's amazing (Yeah) How you hate me (Yeah) [Refrain] Yeah, 3 AM dancing in the rave on my lonely (Lonely) 3 AM dancing in the rave, rave, rave, rave 4 AM dancing 'til it's late on my lonely (Lonely) 4 AM dancing in the rave, rave, rave, rave [Chorus] I be the old-school thrilla Back in the winter in some loose-fitting linen Uh, yeah, and then my phone doesn't pick up Ghost with the shimmer, see the light bulb flicker Uh, yeah, and all my darg dem are realer Soaked in the liquor, but the soul see it clearer Uh, yeah, I put the wave in fruition Got the ocean in my system and it 'bout to follow through [Bridge] But why don't you ever call my phone Why don't you ever call me? Why don't you ever call my phone? Why don't you ever? And why don't you ever call back home? Back home, back home You can't forget about home [Verse 6] Melody and bones chilling Young lust and skin dripping On a vibe ting Writing, make pictures in the silence Intermission Summer nights caught in transition Ain't no small-town heroes when protagonists missing Back home heart is I was feeling at my darkest Back home art is In the grit that won't tarnish Phone got no charge in But it got the same digits Holding a same-day ticket for a visit On my way home