It's been a good one
Yeah
Uh, yeah
Eighteen
Thank you for treating me the way that you treated me
Compared to sixteen, seventeen, this was a bike ride
But I won't lie, sometimes life felt like a drive-by
Still that same kid you met, spittin' sci-fi
I was thirteen makin' beats in Gatlinburgs Five Guys
Starbucks, I'ma plow through snow until the car's stuck
Trippin' on some shrooms on the balcony, I'm starstruck
Came a long way from not givin' a f*ck like Big Sean
I still don't get that many bitches, but at least my dick's long
Last three years, I've made a hundred bucks with these songs
I hope I make two hundred thousand plus more with this one
I never did drugs that f*cked my life up
I've been battlin' emotions since I was like five, bruh
I'm just smokin' on that herbal, tell the homies slide up
Then they slide up, next thing you know we higher than the damn Messiah
I wonder if you'll ever hear me on the radio
If you do, I wonder if I'll spit a crazy flow
I bet you money on it
Ever since I made that album I've been focused solely on this
Dreams of a house like Barbie
Not a lot of people like me, not a lot want me
But I'll bet a million bucks when I got it, they on me
This is a revelation
Not a while back, I was stuck in that basement
Now celebrate graduation
Welcome to my world, do you wanna leave?
That's quite alright, I understand, this place was made for me
It wasn't made for you
And I don't think that I'ma have a kid, I'll just go instinct like a saber tooth
I don't got no blood brothers I can be an uncle to
I don't got no blood sisters that I can annoy too
The only thing I really got is just a bud or two
Actually, I got a few, light it up and pass it to em
If I was me when I turned eighteen
I wouldn't be able to make this song, got teenage dreams
Bitch my eye is on the ball and I am never steerin' focus
Everybody in my circle know this
Spendin' money everyday just to feed my bad habits
And I'm still that saber tooth, I'm a sabbath
Smokin' weed, I'm an addict
Yeah, that bitch is the baddest, but I don't got the effort in me
I stopped caring about pussy since I was blonde and skinny
Well, I've always been that last part
And if we wanna get realistic, I still care a tad for it
Man, that weed is smelly and it stinks just like an ass fart
I got bars that hit you harder than your f*ckin' dab cart
Try and put a label on me, I bet I'll f*ckin' break it
Then I'll shove it in your face and cook some damn bacon
I hope all my homies still got some love for me
And if not, this is my love story
Eighteen
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It's been a good one
Yeah
Uh, yeah
Eighteen
Thank you for treating me the way that you treated me
Compared to sixteen, seventeen, this was a bike ride
But I won't lie, sometimes life felt like a drive-by
Still that same kid you met, spittin' sci-fi
I was thirteen makin' beats in Gatlinburgs Five Guys
Starbucks, I'ma plow through snow until the car's stuck
Trippin' on some shrooms on the balcony, I'm starstruck
Came a long way from not givin' a f*ck like Big Sean
I still don't get that many bitches, but at least my dick's long
Last three years, I've made a hundred bucks with these songs
I hope I make two hundred thousand plus more with this one
I never did drugs that f*cked my life up
I've been battlin' emotions since I was like five, bruh
I'm just smokin' on that herbal, tell the homies slide up
Then they slide up, next thing you know we higher than the damn Messiah
I wonder if you'll ever hear me on the radio
If you do, I wonder if I'll spit a crazy flow
I bet you money on it
Ever since I made that album I've been focused solely on this
Dreams of a house like Barbie
Not a lot of people like me, not a lot want me
But I'll bet a million bucks when I got it, they on me
This is a revelation
Not a while back, I was stuck in that basement
Now celebrate graduation
Welcome to my world, do you wanna leave?
That's quite alright, I understand, this place was made for me
It wasn't made for you
And I don't think that I'ma have a kid, I'll just go instinct like a saber tooth
I don't got no blood brothers I can be an uncle to
I don't got no blood sisters that I can annoy too
The only thing I really got is just a bud or two
Actually, I got a few, light it up and pass it to em
If I was me when I turned eighteen
I wouldn't be able to make this song, got teenage dreams
Bitch my eye is on the ball and I am never steerin' focus
Everybody in my circle know this
Spendin' money everyday just to feed my bad habits
And I'm still that saber tooth, I'm a sabbath
Smokin' weed, I'm an addict
Yeah, that bitch is the baddest, but I don't got the effort in me
I stopped caring about pussy since I was blonde and skinny
Well, I've always been that last part
And if we wanna get realistic, I still care a tad for it
Man, that weed is smelly and it stinks just like an ass fart
I got bars that hit you harder than your f*ckin' dab cart
Try and put a label on me, I bet I'll f*ckin' break it
Then I'll shove it in your face and cook some damn bacon
I hope all my homies still got some love for me
And if not, this is my love story
Eighteen
Yeah
Uh, yeah
Eighteen
Thank you for treating me the way that you treated me
Compared to sixteen, seventeen, this was a bike ride
But I won't lie, sometimes life felt like a drive-by
Still that same kid you met, spittin' sci-fi
I was thirteen makin' beats in Gatlinburgs Five Guys
Starbucks, I'ma plow through snow until the car's stuck
Trippin' on some shrooms on the balcony, I'm starstruck
Came a long way from not givin' a f*ck like Big Sean
I still don't get that many bitches, but at least my dick's long
Last three years, I've made a hundred bucks with these songs
I hope I make two hundred thousand plus more with this one
I never did drugs that f*cked my life up
I've been battlin' emotions since I was like five, bruh
I'm just smokin' on that herbal, tell the homies slide up
Then they slide up, next thing you know we higher than the damn Messiah
I wonder if you'll ever hear me on the radio
If you do, I wonder if I'll spit a crazy flow
I bet you money on it
Ever since I made that album I've been focused solely on this
Dreams of a house like Barbie
Not a lot of people like me, not a lot want me
But I'll bet a million bucks when I got it, they on me
This is a revelation
Not a while back, I was stuck in that basement
Now celebrate graduation
Welcome to my world, do you wanna leave?
That's quite alright, I understand, this place was made for me
It wasn't made for you
And I don't think that I'ma have a kid, I'll just go instinct like a saber tooth
I don't got no blood brothers I can be an uncle to
I don't got no blood sisters that I can annoy too
The only thing I really got is just a bud or two
Actually, I got a few, light it up and pass it to em
If I was me when I turned eighteen
I wouldn't be able to make this song, got teenage dreams
Bitch my eye is on the ball and I am never steerin' focus
Everybody in my circle know this
Spendin' money everyday just to feed my bad habits
And I'm still that saber tooth, I'm a sabbath
Smokin' weed, I'm an addict
Yeah, that bitch is the baddest, but I don't got the effort in me
I stopped caring about pussy since I was blonde and skinny
Well, I've always been that last part
And if we wanna get realistic, I still care a tad for it
Man, that weed is smelly and it stinks just like an ass fart
I got bars that hit you harder than your f*ckin' dab cart
Try and put a label on me, I bet I'll f*ckin' break it
Then I'll shove it in your face and cook some damn bacon
I hope all my homies still got some love for me
And if not, this is my love story
Eighteen
Writer: Tyler Hawkins
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid