[Intro: cat fight]
(Geordie)
Singin' [?], I'm high as hell like every week
[?] don't speak to me, I'm tryna keep my mind at ease
Please, don't talk to us, the music that you make, yeah, got me weak
Fly out to New York, meet my brothers in that 'bnb, like, damn
[Chorus: cat fight]
Nineteen, moving on that codependent shit
I been nineteen for so long, I don't know who I am
Do this nightly, through some shit you couldn't understand
You ain't like me, you ain't ever seen shit hit the fan
Nineteen, moving on that codependent shit
I been nineteen for so long, I don't know who I am
Take it lightly, I ain't ever heard about yo' man
Can you say his name again? Yeah
[Verse 1: imnotvrycreative]
Like what you gotta show for it?
You'd think I'd learn now, I still go for it
Can't get the words out
I don't got nothin' left, I can't burn out
Get it through my head
I can give nineteen reasons that it might go bad
Just to spite me, show me that it's all I have
Told you I don't know, but I don't mean that
'Til the eyes go cold, I'll sleep when it's black, I will
[Chorus: cat fight]
Nineteen, moving on that codependent shit
I been nineteen for so long, I don't know who I am
Do this nightly, through some shit you couldn't understand
You ain't like me, you ain't ever seen shit hit the fan
Nineteen, moving on that codependent shit
I been nineteen for so long, I don't know who I am
Take it lightly, I ain't ever heard about yo' man
Can you say his name again? Yeah
[Verse 2: zxtr]
Yeah, eighteen, shawty wanna hate me
They just wanna gas 'em up like a Sodastream
You just put 'em in cuffs then pay a fee
Baby, I don't wanna make it them you taste me, oh ([Wait?])
Yeah, she wanna fuck with my hoes, yeah
Makin' ton of money that I wake up at an Apple Store, yeah
Yes, she wanna hit it like a bro, yeah
Bring it back like yo-yo, turn them into fro-yo, damn ([Geordie Ironfangz])
[Verse 3: cat fight]
Nineteen, moving on that codependent shit
I been nineteen for so long, I don't know who I am
Do this nightly, through some shit you couldn't understand
You ain't like me, you ain't ever seen shit hit the fan
I was seventeen with razorblades and crying on my hands
I won't do that shit again
And I cut off all my friends, yeah, that hurts, switch the plan
I was nineteen, running from like everything [I am?]
[Chorus: cat fight, imnotvrycreative & Both]
Nineteen, moving on that codependent shit
I been nineteen for so long, I don't know who I am
Do this nightly, through some shit you couldn't understand
You ain't like me, you ain't ever seen shit hit the fan
Was like nineteen, moving on that codependent shit
I been nineteen for so long, I don't know who I am
Take it lightly, I ain't ever heard about yo' man
Can you say his name again? Huh
[Outro: borzoi2004]
Thug suicide is for the freak hoes