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FANTA
by Clay Tona
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Growing up they waited on us to finally just come to our senses
Growing up I listened to Mac and Rashad instead of my parents
And I was neither here nor there I checked out when they tried to co-parent
I just wasn't coherent didn't wanna hear it
Feelin alone riding on chrome whipping Santana
I mixed the syrup in the spaghetti and they put it all in the Fanta
Who rides who dies trust me I know the the selection is random
Ma trying to manage and heal from collateral damage that she experienced from men
Pouring her heart on the granite won't take it granite it made me the man that I am
Most say they can understand
I doubt that you can
I was on the outside looking in
I remember that as a kid wanted to be accepted and loved from people that I don't even trust
Even if that's how it was it's still not enough too many too much voids on ya boy
I try to avoid maybe I'm making all this music to drowned out the noise
But now a days this shit's hard to enjoy
Yeh
Everything that I've been through up to this point made a man out of ya boy
She been digging me since high school but she been playing it coy
Kitchen filled with Asian women, Asian dishes Peter whipping it up with the soy
I know our paths are a little different
Haven't seen Jake in a minute
I wrote 8 pages after 8 mile and he sat there and witnessed
I was good with the words I had some friends in the hood I ventured out of the burbs
My father concerned my mother knew I had to learn
The art of a survival I yearned I had a purpose to serve
I took a swing at the green and life threw its curves
And I didn't even feel it at first
Intentions were pure positive still never sure
Just trying to find another way out
Tired of fighting all of this doubt
Put the blunt up to my mouth
I was
Burnt
Burnt out
Stressed out
Down and
Down and
Growing up they waited on us to finally just come to our senses
Growing up I listened to Mac and Rashad instead of my parents
And I was neither here nor there I checked out when they tried to co-parent
I just wasn't coherent didn't wanna hear it
Nah
Feeling alone riding on chrome whipping Santana
I mixed the syrup in the spaghetti and they put it all in the Fanta
Growing up they waited on us to finally just come to our senses
Growing up I listened to Mac and Rashad instead of my parents
And I was neither here nor there I checked out when they tried to co-parent
I just wasn't coherent didn't wanna hear it
Feelin alone riding on chrome whipping Santana
I mixed the syrup in the spaghetti and they put it all in the Fanta
Who rides who dies trust me I know the the selection is random
Ma trying to manage and heal from collateral damage that she experienced from men
Pouring her heart on the granite won't take it granite it made me the man that I am
Most say they can understand
I doubt that you can
I was on the outside looking in
I remember that as a kid wanted to be accepted and loved from people that I don't even trust
Even if that's how it was it's still not enough too many too much voids on ya boy
I try to avoid maybe I'm making all this music to drowned out the noise
But now a days this shit's hard to enjoy
Yeh
Everything that I've been through up to this point made a man out of ya boy
She been digging me since high school but she been playing it coy
Kitchen filled with Asian women, Asian dishes Peter whipping it up with the soy
I know our paths are a little different
Haven't seen Jake in a minute
I wrote 8 pages after 8 mile and he sat there and witnessed
I was good with the words I had some friends in the hood I ventured out of the burbs
My father concerned my mother knew I had to learn
The art of a survival I yearned I had a purpose to serve
I took a swing at the green and life threw its curves
And I didn't even feel it at first
Intentions were pure positive still never sure
Just trying to find another way out
Tired of fighting all of this doubt
Put the blunt up to my mouth
I was
Burnt
Burnt out
Stressed out
Down and
Down and
Growing up they waited on us to finally just come to our senses
Growing up I listened to Mac and Rashad instead of my parents
And I was neither here nor there I checked out when they tried to co-parent
I just wasn't coherent didn't wanna hear it
Nah
Feeling alone riding on chrome whipping Santana
I mixed the syrup in the spaghetti and they put it all in the Fanta
