Tevyn Jynx - Quicksand lyrics

[Continuation of 'On Deck' skit] [J]: Dawg like you got it. You gotta rock that sh** bruh... [Intro] Young n***a, makin moves Makin moves Young, young n***a, makin moves Young, yea makin moves Young n***a, makin moves [Verse 1] Now I ain't tryna stay in Irving dawg my whole life The good life I had a taste I want the whole slice This past spring break we headed down to Padre It gets kinda naughty, let's leave it at that And I wouldn't spit it from the heart if I ain't believe in these raps The kid's fat how I'm eatin without leavin a scrap Yea, 21 years in the 'Crooked' And you know it's been too long if you refer it as the 'Crooked' Cop me a sack (woo woo) cops in the back Flashed his light and told us to sit down where we're at Requested for another officer to get his back And when another cop come, that means you gettin locked up, sh**! I'm just tryna figure out where I went wrong Ever since I've grown it's like constantly I'm stoned Probably wouldn't have been as hella nervous had I known That our only punishment was dump the ganja that we owned A second chance at life, that's what it felt like Well, a couple nights, then it goes back to normal see I Made an observation Irving's not enough for me Just full memories of n***as who don't f** wit me Or maybe I don't f** wit them it's kinda tough you see We took different paths, one homie's now a dad The life and times of the underrated Nimitz grad It's about, that time to make it out [Hook] I gotta get out I gotta get out Man, I don't think you understand Stuck in yo city like its made of quicksand You gotta get out You gotta get out Dawg you're missing all the beauties of the world Make a move now don't let this muthaf**a pull you down You gotta get out You gotta get out Dawg you're missing all the beauties of the world Make a move now don't let this muthaf**a pull you down [Verse 2] Like a crab in a bucket, they on some f** sh** Line backin n***as more sacks than Dick Butkus All they do is smoke, just sit around and smoke Hoop, party, play a lil' 2k and smoke Time waits for no man, that couldn't be stressed enough Get with the program, ain't tryna be like Bruh Man We, tryna lamp out, cargo shorts let me camp out Makin other soldiers stand down Hand-me-down wisdom that my pops gave me It's starting to make alot of since I thought he talked crazy He told me he won't live forever I gotta plot daily Man I don't know where I would be if he had not raised me That's why all this lil' sh** out here does NOT phase me I see you schemin on the side but you will NOT play me Dawg I've came a long way, I shine like broad day But 'til we do it grande this sh** does NOT amaze me Doc I'm goin crazy, brainstorming all these plans Time for action, camera lights flashin All this damn relaxin, when there's work to be done Gotta work for these funds, and f**, I'm 21 And I'm feelin like an old man, gah damn I swear just the other day I graduated gah damn! Where did time go? I'm so ready for this climb bro Now watch me make it Mike Jordan with his eyes closed [Hook]