LighterXchange - Mozarella Lyrics

How old am I, truly?
How old am I, truly?
How old am I, truly?
How old am I, truly?

Where'd my tab go, oh
It's on my phone, oh
I feel at home, oh
White Toyota for the speed
White snow for the bleed
Winter on the train
I see it all unfold In front of me
What made N what kills
Grills nostalgia For the dust
Oh la trust
Grill nostalgia To dust

How old am I, truly
How old am I, truly
How old am I, truly
How old am I, truly

How old am I, truly
How old am I, truly

Considering my moons
I'd say I'm at my noon
Midhaven so to speak -a momént
Zenith soon
All those summers as a runner
Only to discover Athena's tomb
My love we are endless a behemoth's boon
Return! Return from womb to urn
This we have earned till lesson learned

Ever since a youngin while surrounded by a land pushing me to thugging
Never really wanted to push a gram to the public
Circumstance made me choose between staying and running
Straying and deviating from paths lain
Best laid plans made, scrapped it for the grass
Burned away my bad mouth
Getting lost, getting stoned in a glass house
Tempest tossed, feeling alone in a madhouse
Mind numb, feeling on another plane divine em
Turn and face the other way, line up
Switch into another lane, find love