Yung Bans
DIED UZI GRANDPA
(Verse 1)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I got a story 'bout an old man
With a life full of wisdom, let me tell you 'bout his plan
He's been through the fire, felt the ice in his veins
Every scar on his body, yeah, it tells its own pain

He's seen it all, from the highs to the lows
From the coldest of winters to where the palm trees grow
In his eyes, there's a sparkle, like a star in the night
But he's been through the darkness, yeah, he's seen the light

(Chorus)
Old man, with a heart so cold
In a world so young, hе's a story to be told
He's been through the strugglеs, he's been through the pain
But he's standing tall, ain't nothing left to gain

(Verse 2)
He walks these streets with a swagger in his step
A lifetime of memories, yeah, he's earned his respect
With his cane in hand, and his hat pulled low
He's got stories for days, and he's ready to go

He's been a lover, a fighter, and a friend
With a lifetime of lessons that he'll never let end
Through the years, he's seen the world evolve
From the days of vinyl to the days of the digital
(Chorus)
Old man, with a heart so cold
In a world so young, he's a story to be told
He's been through the struggles, he's been through the pain
But he's standing tall, ain't nothing left to gain

(Bridge)
He's got wrinkles on his face, but a smile in his heart
He's been through it all, played his part from the start
In the twilight of life, he's a shining star
Teaching us all, no matter how old you are

(Verse 3)
Now he sits on his porch, with a pipe in his hand
Watching life pass by, like grains of sand
He's a living legend, a relic from the past
But his spirit's still young, and it's built to last

So when you see that old man, don't just walk on by
Take a moment to listen, to his tales of the sky
He's a living testament to the strength of the soul
In this God type story, let it be told

(Chorus)
Old man, with a heart so cold
In a world so young, he's a story to be told
He's been through the struggles, he's been through the pain
But he's standing tall, ain't nothing left to gain
(Outro)
Yeah, this one's for the old man, with the wisdom and grace
In a world that's always changing, you're a constant embrace
So we'll raise a glass, and we'll sing your song
In this god type story, you belong