High School Sweetheart

Mike Stud

Compositor: Mike Stud

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy

Oh, here we go again
Wednesday night doin' drugs with my friends, yeah, yeah
Oh, here we go again
Flight at ten, I'll be hoppin' in, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And I don't care what anybody else thinks
I should've been when I die
At least I know that I lived

I keep thinking 'bout what all this really means
Thinking 'bout how I wanna be free, yeah
I didn't wanna let things change
Gotta get lost to find a way to yourself, ayy
Traded in my high school sweetheart for the lifestyle

Woah-woah-woah-oh
Woah-woah-woah-oh, oh
Woah-woah-woah-oh
Woah-woah, ayy

And no, money ain't a thing
Hanging out the bands and screaming: Money ain't a thing
(Money ain't a thing, money ain't a thing, money ain't a thing)
No, shooting in the gym
Bitch, you wasn't with me, shooting in the gym
No, oh, oh, oh (That's facts, that's facts)
So I don't wanna hear another word about settling down
'Cause we think all y'all boring as hell

If you know something I don't
Keep that bullshit to yourself
If you know something I don't
Then I don't wanna know you
If you know something I don't
Keep that bullshit to yourself
Yeah, keep that shit to yourself
Yeah, no, I don't wanna know you

I keep thinking 'bout what all this really means
Thinking 'bout how I wanna be free, yeah
I didn't wanna let things change
Gotta get lost to find a way to yourself, ayy
Traded in my high school sweetheart for the lifestyle

You was supposed to be my shawty
You was supposed to be my shawty
You was supposed to be my shawty
You was supposed to be mine
You was supposed to be my shawty
You was supposed to be my shawty
You was supposed to be my shawty
You was supposed to be mine