[Intro]
Super
They told me the most important idea in advertising is kno-
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But you also talked about a deeper bond
Nostalgia

[Verse 1]
Back then I was always down for some dumb shit
Back then I would clown around, get a bust lip
Back then I was serving looks just for fun, bitch
He so fuckin' fly, be the child like Beyonce
Back then I would joke around just for fun right
Best friends puffin' on the L just like old times
Call me on the phone so you know it's gon' be alright
Set it on the stove, let it boil 'till the sun rise

[Chorus 1]
I'm scared of death and I'm scared of bruises
Bad men, boogеymen, hiding in the closet
I'm scarеd that this won't go how I want it
Bad days, just a phase, 'till it's every mornin'
I'm scared of death- well, dying on my own
Memories, family trees, faded from the world
I'm scared of God- well, scary you would think cus'
I got twenty secrets comin' with me to the grave and-
[Verse 2]
My chick fuckin' up the feng shui, go ahead
Drunken off the pootie tang, watching movies we bootlegged
Rolling up the sushi, it's soothing for me to do that
Time escaping rudely, I smoothly begin to move in
Tryna' get the loot as we smooching, I wasn't all there
Thinkin' 'bout the business decisions and making mo' cash
Tote bags, mo' flash, mo' bang, pizazz, mo' paid, won't last, Mulsanne, go fast

[Chorus 2]
I'm scared of new heights, petrifying valleys
Worried 'bout the men, women, children that surround me (Fuck)
I'm scared of writing waves knowing they can drown me
Scared of doing something dirty, dealing with the bounty
I'm scared of death- well, dying on my own
Tell me what's the remedy for a broken home
I'm scared of debts- well, scared of getting crushed cus' I been at the bottom and they never showed me love (Uh)

[Verse 3]
Never showed me love, why they never showed me love
I got better, they got jealous, I got henny in my cup
Flip your petty, flip your envy, flip your penny to a dub
Only couple other rappers getting money like I does
I'm a supercalifragilisticexpiala- dick head
Ask your favorite rapper, "who done wrote that shit?", I did that
Name your fastest whip, trust it mine can give you-
[Bridge]
I promise you this man is an impostor

[Chorus 1]
I'm scared of death and I'm scared of bruises
Bad men, boogeymen, hiding in the closet
I'm scared that this won't go how I want it
Bad days, just a phase, 'till it's every mornin'
I'm scared of death- well, dying on my own
Memories, family trees, faded from the world
I'm scared of God- well, scary you would think cus'
I got twenty secrets comin' with me to the grave and-