| Yo I remember way back before the shows and the buzz
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| We was poor before I even fucking knew what it was
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| Grew up in low income housing with the freaks and the scrubs
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| Remember momma crying tryna' find some eats for her cups
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| Remember when we had to get our groceries from the church
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| I used to think that if I disappeared nobody would search
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| Around the time I met Matt and we became friends ever since
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| Listening to gangster rap and throwing rocks at the fence
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| My older brother Kyle was the wildest of all
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| When other kids wanted to brawl
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| Who the fuck you think that I called?
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| Remember stealing mad shit and getting chased at the mall
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| I can’t describe how good it felt to paint my name on the wall
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| I used to stay up late nights to develop my skills
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| You wanna talk about the struggle well I know how it feels
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| And as I’m staring at the city from the window in my studio
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| Just thinking bout' my life and how it’s kinda like a movie yo
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| Can’t change the past, it’s gone for good don’t waste your energy
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| Gotta be yourself, forget the person you pretend to be
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| Gotta learn from our mistakes, that’s just written in our chemistry
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| But I guess that’s life. |
| man, all we got left is these memories
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| Can’t change the past (x2)
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| Yo I remember way back before the fans and the fame
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| Putting plastic bags in my shoes just to stand in the rain
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| All of these diabolical thoughts that I planted in my brain
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| All of them times it was my birthday and nobody came
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| Remember grade 9 when me and Vern were starting a band
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| My first concert was my high school, halloween dance
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| That night altered me forever, never knew the extent
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| That music would stay a part of me wherever I went
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| I remember my little sister kickflipping the set
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| We skated every day together, some shit I’ll never forget
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| The kid was accident-prone, I was always in the hospital
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| I wanted to be important but I thought it was impossible
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| I used to stay up late nights to develop my skills
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| You wanna talk about the struggle well I know how it feels
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| And as I’m staring at the city from the window in my studio
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| Just thinking bout' my life and how it’s kinda like a movie yo
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| Can’t change the past, it’s gone for good don’t waste your energy
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| Gotta be yourself, forget the person you pretend to be
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| Gotta learn from our mistakes, that’s just written in our chemistry
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| But I guess that’s life. |
| man, all we got left is these memories
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| Can’t change the past (x2) |