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Quiet Kid
by Tha Vibe
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Just a young black kid tryna find his way
Looking around don't know what to say
Anxiety sometimes makes him want to flay
Avoiding situations out of fear
Afraid of being judged, I don't wanna be near
Hate living in my mind, wish it'd all disappear
Wish I didn't care what others think
At times being around people makes me want to sink
Questioning myself constantly, more times than not I feel real lonely
Surrounded by people, but misunderstood
Choose to stay distant, though it's not livelihood
Here's a little song just a little bout me
Just a little quiet kid from the 303, Mile High just tryna live his dreams
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Here's a little song just a little bout me
Just a little quiet kid from the 303, Mile High just tryna live his dreams
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Now a days I ain't got no friends
Still ain't got no girl
Riding solo till the end
Tryna make sure that my family lives the life they deserve
Gonna take my mom to Italy, that shit I can confirm
Remember them days my fam and I went place to place
Sleeping on floors and in the same twin size in a strangers basement
Them days really humbled a nigga
Now I'm really motivated tryna ball and make about six figures
Here's a little song just a little bout me
Just a little quiet kid from the 303, Mile High just tryna live his dreams
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Here's a little song just a little bout me
Just a little quiet kid from the 303, Mile High just tryna live his dreams
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
These last few years I've been losing myself
Tryna regain myself
I've felt so broken, feels I'm made of glass
Music really been saving my ass
This shit makes me feel like I gotta purpose now
Gotta find a way to maintain this feel somehow
When I'm not doing music, I'm back in that dark place
Please God, please God give me grace
Here's a little song just a little bout me
Mile High, tryna live his dreams
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Here's a little song just a little bout (Oh, oh)
Mile High, tryna live his dreams
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Just a young black kid tryna find his way
Looking around don't know what to say
Anxiety sometimes makes him want to flay
Avoiding situations out of fear
Afraid of being judged, I don't wanna be near
Hate living in my mind, wish it'd all disappear
Wish I didn't care what others think
At times being around people makes me want to sink
Questioning myself constantly, more times than not I feel real lonely
Surrounded by people, but misunderstood
Choose to stay distant, though it's not livelihood
Here's a little song just a little bout me
Just a little quiet kid from the 303, Mile High just tryna live his dreams
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Here's a little song just a little bout me
Just a little quiet kid from the 303, Mile High just tryna live his dreams
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Now a days I ain't got no friends
Still ain't got no girl
Riding solo till the end
Tryna make sure that my family lives the life they deserve
Gonna take my mom to Italy, that shit I can confirm
Remember them days my fam and I went place to place
Sleeping on floors and in the same twin size in a strangers basement
Them days really humbled a nigga
Now I'm really motivated tryna ball and make about six figures
Here's a little song just a little bout me
Just a little quiet kid from the 303, Mile High just tryna live his dreams
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Here's a little song just a little bout me
Just a little quiet kid from the 303, Mile High just tryna live his dreams
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
These last few years I've been losing myself
Tryna regain myself
I've felt so broken, feels I'm made of glass
Music really been saving my ass
This shit makes me feel like I gotta purpose now
Gotta find a way to maintain this feel somehow
When I'm not doing music, I'm back in that dark place
Please God, please God give me grace
Here's a little song just a little bout me
Mile High, tryna live his dreams
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Here's a little song just a little bout (Oh, oh)
Mile High, tryna live his dreams
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
