Caprio - Sundae

Ain't what I thought of the game
Damn, what a shame man
Ain't what I thought of my name
Damn, what a shame
Come a long way
Despite all the change
Don't change shit when I lay at night
Thinking about the times I wasn't the knight
Times was dark trying to be that light
Yeah we got you feeling right
Sight set up for the bright lights
Rewrite that script
Hoping I'll be alright
Highlight my life through some graphite
Lord knows I'm gonna fight
Till I take off on my flight
Put all my shit on display
Where these feelings, I can convey
Slow roasting, toasting champagne
We can press play, take a trip to the bay, bay, bay
Do this shit like everyday
Cherry on top
On the way to the top
Just like Cole, that ass still drop

Tell me now if it's the truth
Tried of playing word games
Thought I wanted fame like I used to
Things ain't been the same like they used to
Used to, used to
Tell me now if it's the truth
Tried of playing word games
Thought I wanted fame like I used to
Things ain't been the same like they used to
Used to, used to

Okay, we done come a long way
From back in the day, yeah okay
Aye, what the fuck did you say
Say that shit to out face, we been saying our grace
Running our mouths like it was a race
Okay, shit's changed except for the pace
Talking about Sunday nights games
Our first conversation, now we on stage
Whats's in the name
Jaco and the Fleetwood Don
Aficionados, official motto
No lotto, we gotta make this happen
Back then would've thought this was a different planet
It appears we landed
That shit look pretty close where I'm standing
To me this look like a greener pasture
Way past all that court date fashion
Way past taking stuff without asking
Way past smoking in between classes
Way past joking if we should rapping
Now we can at least imagine going platinum
No regrets, I ain't saying sorry to Miss Jackson
Raising a hoe with no garden to match it
Have to laugh at it
Sunday service this girl must have been napping
Cuz she trying to smoke, fuck
Get a drive-thru sundae right after it
So sweet, I had my Sundays confused
Now I'm bittersweet watching Monday's news
Same 'ole shit, the days new
Take a hit, maybe two
This ain't the blues
Shit just ain't the same as it used to

Tell me now if it's the truth
Tried of playing word games
Thought I wanted fame like I used to
Things ain't been the same like they used to
Used to, used to
Tell me now if it's the truth
Tried of playing word games
Thought I wanted fame like I used to
Things ain't been the same like they used to
Used to, used to

Written by:
Dennis Krueger, Josiah Gilbert

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