COLBY CAMPUS - Turning 21 Lyrics

You know
They say life is like a box of chocolates
Cut that out
You should work what you get for
You know what you get

Turning 21, ain't worried much, I never wish it was
Use my hands for dancing in the club, how could I hold a grudge
Slippin bouncers 20's, they don't budge, wish 'em peace and love
Long walks with my pops around the block, we talk a lot of stuff

Town about jump like it's tumble fun
Really all I need is the summer sun
Carry-on got a Renaissance
I guess the Renaissance is going to carry on
Clean lungs and my head strong
I could mess around, give a ted talk
On how to rep where you been from
But overseas had to chef some

Party Primavera on whim
Red wine slipping, spilling over
Giving Battle of Saratoga
La policia glad it's over

3,000 euros if I lacked composure
What if I let my motor blow up

Tell told Luciano the tale while pouring
Zero sugar Coca Cola

One more espresso for road
Then boy, you got to head home
I don't like all this debt
I'm going have to friend zone

Neighbors want the next quote
My dogs paid like Petco
Love choosing where my bread goes
Big stepping through poison oak and strep throat

I really set the tone, yea I really set the tone
Back and forth to Lowe's like a metronome
That shit my second home
How many stepping stones till set in stone
I guess I'll get to know

I ain't got a loan
I really fund my goals all alone
This baby ain't nepo?

No
Not even close
Had to trade the dove in for a loofa, f*ck a bar of soap
My Mom don't like when I swear in songs, she will have the cope
I love my carhartt coat
Really spun the globe

Aye
No sense of sportsmanship
Even after a big hit
Gagging both my teeth out
Even when I grouch, no sign of help
I mean where's the tech?
Like get him out
Blood is everywhere, paramedics came
Now stuff insane
I'm getting numb in the brain
But wait
It's settled
I'm fine but this boy should get a fine
He came up to me showed me sympathy
But he just trying to get a grip of me
But I'm not that dumb
So try again and you might get lucky
But it ain't gonna work
Because you don't got a shot at me
Yea

Turning 21, ain't worried much, I never wish it was
Use my hands for dancing in the club, how could I hold a grudge
Slippin bouncers 20's, they don't budge, wish 'em peace and love
Long walks with my pops around the block, we really talk a lot

Long walks with my pops around the block, we really talk a lot
Long walks with my pops around the block, we really talk a lot