[Intro: The Homie from the 1800s]
(k4pel)
(Leon be spazzin' for real!)
Yes, the moment I've been waiting for! The Quiet Kid and The Homie from the 1800s on a track, or perhaps should I say, "The Quiet Kid from the 1800s"
Haha, haha, haha
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[Chorus: The Quiet Kid, The Homie from the 1800s]
I remember the times I was on my own
Too many times you failed me so I let you go
You cannot jugg and finesse, like Khaled, we do it the best, yeah, yeah
There was days I had no rest, now I spit bars and collect, yeah, yeah
Told her, "Pull up to thе party", she wanna be my flex, yеah, yeah
And she brought a twin, I'm feelin' like Johnny Test
Spittin' these flames on your head

[Verse 1: The Quiet Kid, The Homie from the 1800s]
Touchdown, touchdown
I been winning for the team
She want me now
She attracted to the green
You don't want my love
You just want these funds
We could still have fun
The night is young for me
Yes, the night is young
Like T-Pain, I feel sprung
I know why she loves her liquor
She likes to stick out her tongue
I gave her hundreds in ones
Actually coins, but I still had fun
I'm turning up for the times I had none
It made me tick, I intended the pun, yes
[Chorus: The Quiet Kid, The Homie from the 1800s]
I remember the times I was on my own
Too many times you failed me so I let you go
You cannot jugg and finesse, like Khaled, we do it the best, yeah, yeah
There was days I had no rest, now I spit bars and collect, yeah, yeah
Told her, "Pull up to the party", she wanna be my flex, yeah, yeah
And she brought a twin, I'm feelin' like Johnny Test
Spittin' these flames on your head

[Verse 2: The Quiet kid, The Homie from the 1800s]
Just tell me something, just tell me something
I know that you're wide awake (Wide awake)
Promised I would stay the same (Stay the same)
Someone's gotta make a change
If I don't change, then who will? (Who will?)
But I've always been real, that's a real spill (Who will?)
But I don't even know what feels real
I'm tired of the pain and it ills still
I know how you feel, that's how love kills
That's why you can't tell me to take a chill pill
I just can't feel this pain again
We start and they have to make amends because—

[Chorus: The Quiet Kid, The Homie from the 1800s]
I remember the times I was on my own ('Member the times)
Too many times you failed me so I let you go (Go)
You cannot jugg and finesse, like Khaled, we do it the best (The best), yeah, yeah
There was days I had no rest, now I spit bars and collect (Collect), yeah, yeah
Told her, "Pull up to the party", she wanna be my flex, yeah, yeah
And she brought a twin, I'm feelin' like Johnny Test
Spittin' these flames on your head
[Outro: The Quiet Kid]
Yeah
Yeah