Geebz - Tire Swings lyrics

[Intro] WOMP OooOOO [Verse 1] No more a 'Boro body I miss the thottys I miss the Bojangles down the street from the Poppy's f** a Cracker Barrel cuz the atmosphere is racial Remind me of a time that my brothers were enslaved still Didn't scoop the accent but perfected on my exit Carolina cold is the sweetest when I'm present Goldilock warm in a soup made of bosom Southern love good like my Grandma handmade them But we don't wanna save them Save that sh** for Nathan Summer coming soon humidity be so dangerous Thats the sh** I miss miss How a state by the ocean but the clouds be rainless L.A. broads be brainless Relying on they fake tits To fool n***as who just pay sh** For b**hes who can't s** dick Cuz lips are made with plastic And attitudes be sarcastic But flip like they do gymnastics If pockets are looking ma**ive Man this n***a spazzing like OOOoowee can't stop me Moved across country cuz country n***as are poppin sh** ain't easy but music just keep on dropping So Don't Hold The Juice cuz we ain't got time for mopping like [Hook] Life can be so tiring Take me back to tire swings Cuz life can be so tiring Just take me back to tire swings [Verse 2] Do you remember like thriller Michael Jackson jackets Keep us warm in the winter Practing our moonwalks let that first foot linger Coolest kid dance floor, middle school winner Let's keep it a 100 though Parents moved us to a school with no color folk Center of attention cuz my skin was desirable Admired the fact I was black cuz they could say n***a Said it so much I started calling them my mister Ma**a I pa**ed up on many opportunities Got so used it fell in love with all the unity All the white girls loved me to spite their daddy What was the harm in letting a few of them get gabby And sadly thought this that way for a long time And I never used to say it less I wrote it in a rhyme 'Till I said it round my Grandpa and he looked and frowned Said boy dont you know how dumb you really sound [Hook] Life can be so tiring Take me back to tire swings Cuz life can be so tiring Just take me back to tire swings [Verse 2] It all good, It all good We ain't gotta worry no more, worry no more Cuz we out the hood, out the hood So we ready for more, ready for more The come up wasn't easy Watching pigs fly at n***as walking streets b- Mama always said be careful on that concrete Never knew it cuz it could've been my coffin 23 now I'm a threat to all society Put a hood up I'm a hit for notoriety White anxiety is the poison for youth I grew up clutching my sh** when I walked pa**ed a dude Durag and Timbaland boots, that was the cue I wore the same thing but first accuse Miss the old days when all the youth was excused 'Till I saw Tamir Rice not spared the abuse [Hook x2] Life can be so tiring Take me back to tire swings Cuz life can be so tiring Just take me back to tire swings