Thatndkid - Flames (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1] Wonder where I get my confidence Stacking up these documents Writing for a decade Now recording is the consequence My number one concern is whether I should drop the next one They blowing up my phone I figure i should probably text one Ask for their own song thinking im about to flex one The sh** that I been writing lately all about the ex one These beats are gettin beat up, lyrically i'm bout to wreck one If hickeys are j**erly, I got chains round my neck one I am on to the next one, got these wheels all in motion I dont need no specific talkin pacific the ocean Fishes all in the ocean, maybe i'll find a promotion Gotta learn to lay off hooks and lines gettin caught with emotion 23 feel so old, yesterday i was kicking Whether soccer, karate, or in my yard just straight chillin Mac and cheese on a Tuesday, kindergarten til noon Story time, reading the dish ran away with the spoon Capri sun in these pouches, fruity snacks by the boxes Watchin power rangers kickin a** and takin no losses Wearin 2 rugarts watches, hot wheel cars in my pocket Being loud for no reason god damn I was obnoxious [Verse 2] I was once just a kid, cartoon network was poppin I was more nickelodeon, disney channel was droppin Street hockey for hours, damn I wish it was ice Playin board game after board game using one pair of dice Damn that was paradise, biggest yard on the block N64 with 1080, mario kart, tony hawk Play on the hill or the rocks, in the driveway or woods Life was so simplistic, things were either bad or were good But it change in flash, graduate your last cla** Sippy cup with milk got traded to some wine in a gla** Used to say no i'll pa**, now that pa** is the past How does that make you feel, well i'm glad that you asked So addicted to this life, I ain't goin cold turkey Funny vision seemin better when the worlds a bit blurry Funny raps are gettin listened to when they are less dirty I'm just rollin out of bed and hit the mic at 1:30 Studio is a bathroom, man that place is the sh** The acoustics s** so good luck getting a hit But I don't care bout it, long as the lyrics fit Honestly not bad, i'm decent, you just have to admit Use to write songs in cla**, teachers thought they were notes Hide a bottle of some vodka in the side of my coat I was stupid I know, rock bottom was close But for now goodbye to all my problems, adios Maybe just one more dose, never thought it'd be me All the signs were showing up during that two week spree 305 we just partied, but my grades were all B's That's the best i've ever done, thank god I got my degree Junior year was so crazy, March and April were sobbing Got my dream job, lost my grandfather, the marathon bombing Took a while to feel it, in bed for days become common Guess you'll never know to fly until you find yourself falling Maybe this is just me, took a while to notice Maybe my love psych is stemming from my own psychosis Damn if I could just focus, decipher my diagnosis Get to the point where I appreciate myself at my lowest Back when I still little, still remember the teasing "nice teeth, too short" man it felt like a beating "you're gay, you s**" but for no good reason Coming home I put my face inside the pillow for screaming But look at me I made it, want this life, I won't trade it Take me high or low, take me sober or take me faded Want the light, I won't shade it, outta school, i'm not graded But treat writing like an art cla**, look whats created