Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Didn't Know, artist - Abstract. Album song Something to Write Home About, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.08.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Cyber Syndicate
Song language: English
Didn't Know |
Ridin' 'round town, we were young like hope |
Small town life really all we’d known |
Product of the mountains till the sun came home |
Live inside the moments where the sun stayed low |
Remember plotting in the parking lot |
Plottin' just to spark a lot |
Someone got a case or two and someone got the handlebar |
Someone had a house to go where someone had a camping spot |
We would set up shop around the fire pit below the rocks |
Someone brought a table, someone brought the cups |
Someone had the truck with the speakers that could bump |
Some of us got lucky, and some of us got drunk |
But all of us were lucky, we just didn’t know enough |
We didn’t know we’d look back at days like this |
We didn’t know the beauty in it that exists |
We didn’t know |
No, we didn’t know |
How real life gets |
We didn’t know we’d look back at days like this |
We didn’t know the beauty in it that exists |
We didn’t know |
No, we didn’t know |
How real life is |
She was sittin' shotgun |
Safety off, a ride or die |
Talk is cheap inside a city where they let their money fly |
Word get around quicker than the liquor on a Friday night |
Parents heard about it 'fore you cut the gas to try to glide |
Nights on the run, days on the slopes |
A reality shared by all of those I hold close |
Tried to get nostalgic while I’m cruising down the coast |
Hard to do it in a place that’s so far from home, I know |
Home, where the heart is |
The place that taught me we are the artist |
Even though home, it hit the hardest |
Settin' goals on an ever-moving target |
Journey to the top of the mountain peak |
To see if outside the valley there was more for me |
Funny, back then I couldn’t wait to leave |
But it’s ingrained in my soul like a tread on sneaks |
We didn’t know we’d look back at days like this |
We didn’t know the beauty in it that exists |
We didn’t know |
No, we didn’t know |
How real life gets |
We didn’t know we’d look back at days like this |
We didn’t know the beauty in it that exists |
We didn’t know |
No, we didn’t know |
How real life is |
Now whenever I go home, I never take it for granted |
I take Yellowstone’s over islands made of granite |
I take open roads over sitting in your traffic |
I take Bob Dylan over most of modern classics |
Me, I grew up in the woods; |
never spent time in the hood |
We all got perspectives—and this is mine, I go real as I should |
Could take you to the places where the wildlife roam |
But nowadays escape my wild life and usually go alone |
I get reconnected, disconnected from my phone |
No compliments or criticism clouding what I know |
The river roarin' through the canyon influenced my flow |
Watch trees rise on sunny sides, they taught me how to grow |
We didn’t know we’d look back at days like this |
We didn’t know the beauty in it that exists |
We didn’t know |
No, we didn’t know |
How real life gets |
We didn’t know we’d look back at days like this |
We didn’t know the beauty in it that exists |
We didn’t know |
No, we didn’t know |
How real life is |