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letra de kid did good - allday

[intro]
yeah, chubby, huh
guess the kid did good

[hook]
i guess the kid did good, kid did good
’cause every time they get around me
they look at me so proudly
i guess this kid did good, kid did good
’cause every time they get near me
they smile and act friendly
i guess this kid did good

[verse 1]
uh, small pond, big fish
more songs get made, more wrongs get did
conscience putting me in constant sh-t
and boxes telling me they want my d-ck
and honestly i never really wanted this
but a voice in my head says “tom, persist
’cause you quit school, quit ball, quit your hometown
so if you quit this, there is nowhere to go now”
i tried to quit the partying and slow down
but slowing down don’t break no ground, na-nah
na-nah, i was born in the ’90s
a whole generation divorced from society
my girl says i love attention
we’re cussing, swearing at another dead end, yeah
she’s throwing my phone at the wall
throwing my phone at the wall

[verse 2]
yeah, uh, big dreams i’ve grown
only fly boy in a no-fly zone
summer all life and i drove by slow
like vroom, vroom, vroom, yeah, i made it my own
i could go back now but i hope i don’t
keep it to the highway, no side roads
and i’m so far gone and the old me is dead
left him in a ditch with a hole in the head
work all day ’til i fall into bed
and they call me the best like i’m already there
and i, i got cobain’s spirit, 2pac’s att-tude, allday’s lyrics
yeah, my girl says i’m a f-ckhead
i’m probably gonna end up dead
she’s throwing my phone at the wall
throwing my phone at the wall

[verse 3]
yeah, right now i’m feeling iraqi
my girl’s the bomb so we rom like paris
’cause we live fast, live fast, die happy
on a lot of flights, trying to make it by rapping
i could pull out but it’s all i need
for the house with the pool and the tall palm tree
house with the fridge and the ice machine
in a bed with fresh sheets and the size is king
high ceilings is like buyers and teen sh-t
it’s what the agent said and i believe it
my critics say i’ll run out of steam
my critics say i rap without a theme, but
pretty soon they’ll be on my d-ck
i’m sure, ’cause my girl says i’m cool as sh-t, but
she’s throwing my phone at the wall
throwing my phone at the wall

- allday

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