zip codes ft. Bensbeendead. Lyrics

Shit was all good before you went and left the playground

Now you're starving for a taste of where you came from

Shit was all good

Real bright lights

Don't lose sight

Go ahead and close your eyes

Go ahead and close your eyes

Lavender smoke

Strawberry eyes

The fruits of my life

Concrete the lows

Acadia highs

Zips on my side

Coded my rhymes

It's all for my guys

It's all for my guys

Closing my eyes

Shit was just right

Shit was all good before you went and left the playground

Now you're starving for a taste of where you came from

Shit was all good

Real bright lights

Don't lose sight

Go ahead and close your eyes

Real bright lights

Don't lose sight

I said I'm about to break

You can see it in my face

Called my boy the other day

He said do you feel okay?

Depends on how you frame it

It depends on what you say

He said you ain't growing up, you just getting old

Streaming numbers out here looking like a zip code

I couldn't, I couldn't even tell my momma

I was, I was, I was breathing out the bottle

I was, I was, I was leaning towards nirvana

Pleading back and forth with Allah, reaping all my fathers karma

I was, I was

I was wondering what the fuck is the problem