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    I ain't even gon' lie, I was probably high
    Just forgot to call you back, simple as that
    I ain't no almanac, so lick my dictionary
    I might just call a cab 'cause I dig canary

    Yellow accents on a dark bitch
    I met her back when she kept all her carpet
    I'm well aware, all that shit is fantasy
    I double dare y'all to fuck your plan b

    That's demeanor, momma's mannerisms
    That mean, don't mean to get vulgar, but it's some
    Hoes in this bitch like a box of donuts
    It's cold out in this bitch, standing on the corner

    Condolences to niggas that got erased
    I pour out some liquor on a cop's grave
    Mmm, digital church bells
    Ringin' 'cross the street, sure work well

    (Kids) kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy?
    (Kids) kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy?
    (Kids) kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy?
    (Kids) for real (for real?) for real (for real)

    Kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy?
    (Kids) kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy?
    (Kids) kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy?
    (Kids) for real (for real?) for real (for real)

    I don't wanna get up now, I don't wanna go to school
    I don't wanna be the best, don't wanna follow rules
    Mom, I think you fuckin' lied to me
    Three stacks said all this shit is fantasy

    It's my time, gon' put a little life to it
    If life's a obstacle then I'mma bike through it
    I see it like a kiddie on the carousel
    If I 'url while I go around, what the hell

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    And that went well, so I'm compelled
    To have visions of getting chicken while my friends get jel
    My young nigga motto was: Fuck it, I'm already grown
    And I dream of when I'm sixteen, I'm out my home

    That petty though, 'cause my mama boyfriend dough
    It's kinda long like this old head hustle, yo
    He cognizant of a nigga ride and die
    I see us getting money through my green eyes

    (Kids) kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy?
    (Kids) kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy?
    (Kids) kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy?
    (Kids) for real (for real?) for real (for real)

    Yeah, all the kids, all the what, uh
    Yeah, all the badass kids, uh
    Kids, say I'm the shit

    I'm chick-fil-a nuggets, mcdonald's french fries

    The spicy popeye's and red lobster biscuits
    And girls scout thin mints, pardon my penmanship, but oh shit
    Feel like I'm hungry now again

    And I can't do nothing about it because my teeth are all rotted
    And my mom and my pop, they just grin
    And empathize with me 'cause they were little like pygmies
    But too bad they can't get back they 'member whens

    Them grown-up stories don't work
    In the court of the kiddies', the judgement is in
    And while y'all doing all y'all your bids, y'all reminisce as kids

    Fuck it, kids, the grown-ups won't own up
    They stood on the corner, like you once upon a, time
    And probably felt like a loner
    And smelled like a stoner, and snuck to daytona

    So when they questioning you 'bout who or who you ain't boning
    Complaining that you always moaning, never saying good morning
    Storming out my house and slamming doors like you paying bills
    They been through it too, though, they were kids like you, though

    But what if they knew though and hit you with the cheat code
    To a game you just start playing, no extra man
    Leave you reckless on the court with no high percentage shot
    Just a bunch of, "you got 'em, nigga, just give it what you got"

    Yeah, it look a little different on a yacht but ain't gon' lie, I miss kayaking
    I love the young niggas, and they do too, they just be acting
    Like a bunch of retired tired thespians, a bit too salty
    Shit, their blood pressure high, why? They don't play no more, probably

    (Kids) kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy?
    (Kids) kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy?
    (Kids) kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy?
    (Kids) kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy?

    (Kids) kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy?
    (Kids) kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy?
    (Kids) kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy?
    (Kids) kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy?

    (Kids) kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy?
    (Kids) kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy?
    (Kids) kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy?
    (Kids) kids, don't you know how all this shit is fantasy?

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