paroles de chanson high school sweetheart - Mike Stud

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ay

Oh, here we go again
Wednesday night doin' drugs with my friends
Yeah, yeah
Oh, here we go again
Flight at ten, I'll be hoppin' in
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

And I don't care what anybody else thinks
I should've been when I die
At least I know that I lived
I keep thinking 'bout what all this really means
Thinking 'bout how I wanna be free
Yeah, I didn't wanna let things change
Gotta get lost to find the way to yourself
Ayy, traded in my high school sweetheart for the lifestyle
Whoa whoa whoa whoa

Ayy, no, money ain't a thing
Hanging out the Benz, screaming "Money ain't a thing"
(Money ain't a thing, money ain't a thing, money ain't a thing)
No, shooting in the gym
Bitch, you wasn't with me, shooting in the gym
No, oh, oh, oh (It's facts)
So I don't wanna hear another word about settling down
'Cause we think all y'all boring as hell

If you know something I don't
Keep that bullshit to yourself
If you know something I don't
Then I don't wanna know it
If you know something I don't
Then keep that bullshit to yourself
Yeah, keep that shit to yourself
Yeah, no, I don't wanna know it

I keep thinking 'bout what all this really means
Thinking 'bout how I wanna be free
Yeah, I didn't wanna let things change
Gotta get lost to find the way to yourself
Ayy, traded in my high school sweetheart for the lifestyle

You was supposed to be my shawty
You was supposed to be my shawty, yeah
You was supposed to be my shawty
You was supposed to be mine
You was supposed to be my shawty
You was supposed to be my shawty, yeah
You was supposed to be my shawty
You was supposed to be mine