Foreign Xmas (Remastered)

I remember days I used to wake up, go to the Christmas tree

Always shook the presents, trynna figure out what they could be

Open up, there's happiness, I'm glad that was there for me

Now my smile is faker and I hide it when it's genuine

Now there's family drama, I need a comma

Trynna give those good old vibes to my brother

Trynna give advice but no one follow

Time passing faster each year, damn, Christmas is tomorrow

Now I got time to sorrow as I'm looking at the rainy days

Hard pill to swallow, I'm still working on the same mistakes

A few years ago I was playing with my presents

This year I'm just worried my routine is all messed up