Indiwayne - Stinson Lyrics

Nah I'm playin man I'm sober as a clover
Tried to text your phone and tell you I ain't coming over
Service sucks on mars unless your traveling by rover
And I hate to be that guy, you know I ain't that high
It's just a lame excuse
Ashamed to say what I'm ashamed to do
Till the clock strikes twelve, and we exchange our youth
I wonder if I will regret the things I ain't put you through
I'm Known to hold back the truth
Nobody Knows where I live
I was the coolest ghetto kid ashamed of my crib
You can't run off with my secrets baby, my heart, and a rib
They need to recall the nineties
The people take for they give
And half the time you don't get back
A bad experience and now you pimpin like you Slickback
And if your friends happy then you envy and resent that
And try to break them up like you was Chance with the Kit-Kat

Damn
You cold

Yeah

This real groovy now
I ain't gone lie
I did my thing on This one

Yeah

I wonder why I try so hard, I wonder if I'll make it
I wonder if I'm real or just a puzzle in the matrix
My hair out I'm in soho people staring like I'm naked
Ran into Jonah Hill the dude was borderline shaking
Guess he thought I was gone rob him or something
I'm a fan bro
I kept it pushing I ain't pressed to meet no man
Though the movies ain't the same, it ain't nothing I can't handle
Black James Bond never caught up in a scandal
Shout out to my angel Ms. Wiluette, she keep me sane so
I cannot complain
I just charge it to the game
I was hanging on the edge remember walking in the rain
Staying late just for practice, and ain't even play the game
Scared to turn out like my dad
Trying to find a way to change
Guess that's why I'm so responsible, and usually take the blame
Creating distance at the same time, it's crazy it's a shame
We all got our own ways to heal and deal with pain