Trust The Child - No License

Look at that child now
Look at that smile, bunny teeth, big dreams
A little more similar to how I'm inside now
A little more quiet now
Six decades left till I'm out and retired
I'm watching the time, so look how I climb up, ya and

I just turned twenty-six, I don't know how to drive
In my outside flow, insight: keep your feelings outside
All my life I'm all alone, all my checkin for the door
If he get to stacking, hit em back and now they actin backwards for the smoke
I'm gon fuck on everything, all my life for the dream
All my read texts from the ting, ya'll missed checks from the team
All that "so mainstream," - All you hoes lately
All my moving pipedreams got me fuckin sweatin ohs lately, uh
(I wanna go, I wanna go, I wanna go, I wanna-)
All you late to the eve, come inside get a drink
Come and ride witchya pink wig and ya ass all wavy
Ting so sating, Ting Tao te Ching
Call it illusion, blacklights, blood and dancing and groovin
That ain't a loss if that's a spot that get you to the moon and back in your room
I'm in the womb, I'm in the womb, sign of the moon, writin rhetorical
3M cocoon, trust in ya croon, bending the spoon, oracle oracle, ay

I'm tired of trying love
You try deny my love
I died inside my love
I die I die I die

I wanna go, I wanna go, I wanna go, I wanna-
I wanna be, I wanna see, I wanna roll, I wanna-
Don't have a G, all of my drive rest on my sole, I wanna-
Look at the cold, I am no Snow but I'm in form

I just turned twenty-six, I just learned how to smile
Bring your outside clothes inside, won't you stay for a while
All my running from the day
All my trust up in the play
When they get to braggin bout the shag, I don't hold the grudge or the hate, na
I'm gon' fuck on everything, all my light for the beam
All my pretext for the steam, my coal scorch lately
Mr. Throw Away Teams, all my roles great and
All my going home and writing more had me switching flow lately

Do you really wanna hear about some Scarborough shit?
Gilder park ah feeling stark upon that Darko shit
All the bunny get to creeping out they offices
Just to blow the cash they made up on the opposite
I ain't saying that I'm better, all my sauce the sin
All my demons help my breathin when I'm coughin it
Hope I make it long enough to read some Vonnegut
Hope the slaughterhouse don't put him in the coffe-kin, uh
I seen them awful, seen them off'in them
I seen his face on asphalt, styll
I seen her brothel for the bottle and
I didn't know that she were topplin, yea

I wanna go, I wanna go, I wanna go, I wanna-
I wanna be, I wanna see, I wanna roll, I wanna-
Don't have a G, all of my drive rest on my sole, I wanna-
Look at the cold, I am no Snow but I'm in form

When they asking what your name what do you say boo?
When you coming home and see your family are you grateful?
When you think about your ex-partner are you hateful?
Are you tryna keep it real or keep it fuckin tasteful?
Grandma told me appreciate the peace for when the pain due
Racking up the debt with every pleasure that ah stain you
You should go to service for that thing that came to aim you
If you ain't for real what your muhfucking name do?

Written by:
Anthony Faria

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