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used to be - j-s.a.n.d. lyrics

[intro]
we’re still the kids we used to be
we’re still the kids we used to be

[verse 1: j*s.a.n.d.]
yeah
uh
yeah
what would you say to your younger self?
do you even think you would trust yourself?
would you let him remake your past mistakes or would you speak up and be one to help?
what kind of advice would you give?
how would you improve the life that you live?
would you let him live your life is it?
how would you inspire the kid?
i would tell myself to pray for discernments
it’s [?] you bless every day to be learning
i know it may feel like you getting nowhere, but i promise you gotta have faith in the journey
you better hope in some water that’s floating up under them bridges you burning
never accept any handouts, stand out, ’cause sh*t hit different when you earn
i wish that i was omnipotent so i could sense the sh*t that i was missing when i was a kid
i feel like innocence, i lost my innocence ever since life came and did what it did
too many instances i wasn’t listening
i was too busy getting into sh*t
but life is infamous for taking n*ggas and flipping them, showing them they don’t know sh*t
we are not born with know*how
we figure it out as we go now
they start making sense cause i’m grown now
i wish i knew then what i know now
the way that our traumas influence the way that we look at the world is so wild
i know i may look like a pro now, but deep down inside i’m a whole child
’cause i’m still
[chorus: j*s.a.n.d.]
we’re still the kids we used to be
we’re still the kids we used to be
i still
we still
he still
she still
they still
we still
he still
she still

[verse 2: redveil]
yeah
i’m still the n*gga i always was
[?], something i’ma always love
drums, copacetic, aesthetic ain’t number one
n*gga, i don’t fit in like that bl**dy glove
unless i’m with 40 doves, look
i’m in the sky tryna look at my limit but but these lightyears hitting 40 plus
tell ’em what’s up, it’s stuck, i keep it a buck
still hit the scene and [?]
and they can get their lil hands on the stick
what matters is what you gonna do with the puck
i look at running consumerism trying to creep, i’m telling it to get the f*ck
i only know that they were what i’m giving
i can’t go to penance for them, i look out for my cuts
and all these decisions looking for an answer
selling me growth i’m looking for the cancer
the pigmentation can’t afford any chances
head on the swivel [?] it will be dancin’
i hit my blood line on the road
passin’ the wisdom, wishin’ they was [?]
two different areas but the same [?]
and i’m twisting the lock, kicking down the door
pick up the vultures leave them in the cold
my culture the only thing these n*ggas know
when they come around i’m switching up the code
’cause i’ma be dead if they couldn’t know
i sent up dead n*ggas ain’t showed up
loving your head i know it’s all for show
i sent up dead n*ggas ain’t shown
yeah
[chorus: j*s.a.n.d.]
we’re still the kids we used to be
we’re still the kids we used to be
i still
we still
he still
she still
they still
we still
he still
she still
we’re still the kids we used to be
we’re still the kids we used to be
i still
we still
he still
she still
they still
she still
he still
we still

- j s a n d lyrics

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