Rod Wave - Dear childhood lyrics
Rod Wave [Rodarius Marcell Green] Saint Petersburg, Florida, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Rod Wave - Dear childhood lyrics]
I think I'm gonna just let it Drop i ain't
Even gon' say shit right here Imma
Just let that bitch you feel me c'mon man
Telling you i gotta
Dear my childhood I miss you dawg (look)
(look)
Chad facing a life sentence Vonte
Facing a life sentence
My shit it get real crazy I
Swear my whole life in it
They gon' put them slug in
You They can't get them
Slugs out you Judge won't give
A fuck boat you
He gon' take that thug out you
Go to jail at seventeen won't
Be home till sevnty
Trapped inside this white world I
Was born with felonies
Either fall a victim to that system
Or it's rest in peace
Either push a basketball or push
Meth and feta mean
Dear my childhood it's cold out here
I don't think I'll live to grow old out here
On top of that i'm so alone out here
On top of that i'm living all wrong out here
But I gotta pay the bills I'll rather
Rob than slave for white people
Rather hang with jackers than them crackers
I don't even like people
Dear my childhood I left you alone so fast
Wanna be grown so fast Be on my own so bad
Dear my woah dear my
Dear my childhood aye Wanna be grown fast
Be on my own so bad yea yea yea aye (brrr)
Even gon' say shit right here Imma
Just let that bitch you feel me c'mon man
Telling you i gotta
Dear my childhood I miss you dawg (look)
(look)
Chad facing a life sentence Vonte
Facing a life sentence
My shit it get real crazy I
Swear my whole life in it
They gon' put them slug in
You They can't get them
Slugs out you Judge won't give
A fuck boat you
He gon' take that thug out you
Go to jail at seventeen won't
Be home till sevnty
Trapped inside this white world I
Was born with felonies
Either fall a victim to that system
Or it's rest in peace
Either push a basketball or push
Meth and feta mean
Dear my childhood it's cold out here
I don't think I'll live to grow old out here
On top of that i'm so alone out here
On top of that i'm living all wrong out here
But I gotta pay the bills I'll rather
Rob than slave for white people
Rather hang with jackers than them crackers
I don't even like people
Dear my childhood I left you alone so fast
Wanna be grown so fast Be on my own so bad
Dear my woah dear my
Dear my childhood aye Wanna be grown fast
Be on my own so bad yea yea yea aye (brrr)