Lyrics WASHED (PROD. BY SHAWN WASABI) - Dumbfoundead

I put, them on, the wave
But today I'm feelin' washed
And off, my game
Today, I feel, my age

I feel so ancient, they say Asian don't raisin
Went from young and the dangerous
To making all of my payments
When I get wasted as shit
It take two days to get fixed
They ask me "what's your skin regimen"
Bitch, I drank like a fish

I done did everything, anything all in my teens
Uppers and downers, and all in between
Gave lovers the boot and given them rings
From baggy to skinny with all of my jeans
15 seconds of shine turn into six seconds on the vine
Now its real fake in real time acting hella extra on their live (stupid!)

Lil' homie flexin', that's cute
They see my mural, like "That's you!"
Old man but everything brand new
Better cuff yo girl, I still pull
I mind my business, y'all start wars
I'm Michael Jackson eatin' popcorn
But keep testin' and talk more
I'll send that ass to the chalkboard

I put, them on, the wave
But today I'm feelin' washed
And off, my game
And I feel my age

Never played it S-A-F-E
And I never let it stress me
Shoot my shot like Smith and Wesson
Up until they come arrest me
(They keeping up the pace
But nothing stays the same
Yesterday I rage) but today I feel my age

What's my age again, umm
What's your name again, hmm
Used to open up, now the main event
If I could rage again then I would
Go and peep the ATM, look
Yeah, I feed the fam like I should
I still represent the same hood
I'll forever, ever, stay put (KTOWN!)

A and R'd the hardest artist
But you'd never know cause I'm modest
True, I never signed on that dotted
But came out the game cum laude
Dearly departed, y'all were like hot for a minute
But you wasn't on it, shoulda been honest
You were so busy just lookin' at comments
Runnin' through thotties and ran into problems

Still don't have a Lambo but I'm eatin' well at Nandos
Walk in clubs with my sandals, pull some strings like it's a banjo
I could pro'bly clear a sample, old enough to be a sample
I just want a couple thank yous and watch them bow down to my ankles

I put (I put), them on (them on), the wave (the wave)
But today I'm feelin' washed (I'm feelin' washed)
And off (feelin' off), my game (my game)
And I feel my age (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Never played it S-A-F-E
And I never let it stress me
Shoot my shot like Smith and Wesson
Up until they come arrest me
(They keeping up the pace
But nothing stays the same
Yesterday I rage) but today I feel my age

(If they forget my name
Wouldn't feel no type of way
Smile upon my face)
But today I feel my age
(Did what I came to do
Got nothing left to prove
I'm cashing out my youth)
But today, I feel, my age