Trey Coachman - Amore lyrics

Small town big dreams, had a premonition Hey XV [Verse 1:] I was just a baby boy crazy in love with one lifestyle Already had everything I need except the key in the ignition was to mild Close to where that white guy lost himself I could count up to 8 mile Yo, I started elementary when I was searching for the love Called out a lot in cla** even though I pasted Saying HEY YA! like my favorite OutKast When the clocks hit 1:10 outside in recess I taught the popular kids off bra** monkey Next day on the play set They all were singing Beastie Boys then reset I liked my teachers but my grades were like take this and erase this Dumb negro image, inside of your head Also with taking cla**es on my “s”s The whole cla** a witness, I wasn't like the rest of those white boys I cried for a day when my first and only drum set broke, I was annoyed Snow days in cla** I recited lyrics of R&B/Soul songs Cause mom always waited for me with her 2 infamous CD's Beyoncé & MJB. Or mix it up with the radio station 92.3 When I get off that yellow bus I'd hear Ray, the Temps, Michael, Janet, & Stevie My friends couldn't believe Pop & Rock weren't the only two types When it comes to people rhythmically singing on the mic Go home, drop my backpack, lunch box, and Reebok's all next to the garage door Darted to the study, got the computer running, and started up Napster This program strengthened my relationship with this art Also learned more history prior to what I knew already Then Johnny Vacante started singing Baby Got Back On the bus ride home, I asked whats that But I figured he was talking about bu*ts But who raps that. He didn't know [Chorus] Neva cheated, beaten , but she created me Cause I actually listened And no 2¢'s back Jazz, Reggae, Hip-Hop, Blues, & R&B Came to my senses And I played those tracks My first love through those speakers she spoke to me Eased my naïve tension And made me feel good to be black Neva cheated, beaten, but she created me Cause I actually listened And no 2¢'s back [Verse 2:] I got pretty jelly, hardly watching any telly. Begging my mom for a celly So I could call that toll free number on that big screen and order my big dream So yes I'm a certified misfit Made my conversion over genres of masterpieces at such a young age Parents were amazed Twas' getting late tucked me in beautiful nightmares I turn on my MP3 Turned volume low and I drift away I picture the light off my device Was a little too bright That it was seen out of my bed But so memorized Instead I asked her 21 questions and we were wed And we were wed [Chorus] [Verse 3:] So ever since that innocent age of six Independently picked clean or explicit What lyrics I would lay and listen on those ba** kicks Are love only got stronger so we never quit Different with some acoustics and bonus tracks tricks But it all made sense to me logistics