Others - Sincerely Collins

We’re the

Crazy kids, Rebel kids, Silent kids, Wild kids, Lonely kids

We’re the

Crazy kids, Rebel kids, Silent kids, Wild kids, Lonely kids

We’re the

Crazy kids, Rebel kids, Silent kids, Wild kids, Lonely kids

Yo, real real (uh)

Am I the only one who feels like this

Like, maybe the real world isn’t real like this

Like, the road less traveled could be the ideal road

Like, maybe we’re all blinded by the light we hold

Don’t give a fuck about my soul, and if it might be sold

Don’t give a fuck about my art, and if it might be cold

I don’t believe in all them history books

I don’t believe in all that shit that they told me

I don’t believe the presidents of my homies

Them niggas don’t know me, I swear I got it figured out

Using niggas on niggas, that’s how they take them niggas out

Uncle Tommy Hilfiger makin real figures huh

Why the real niggas feel they gotta kill niggas, what

I’m still that five year old tryin to see bigger things

What the world brings is designed to kill niggas dreams

Let your light beam, we can make it out the seams

We just gotta believe

We’re the

Crazy kids, Rebel kids, Silent kids, Wild kids, Lonely kids

We’re the

Crazy kids, Rebel kids, Silent kids, Wild kids, Lonely kids

(uh)

Look to the stars, fallin' kings reminding us that we kings too

Provide the entertainment, they pay to see what us kings do

I’m legitimately offended for all that knowledge kept

Simply 'cause I haven’t made a dollar yet

This whole thing could have been easier

But y’all had to be greedy, right

I’ve talked to the sun to relate to someone, I’ve seen the light

I’ve got insecurities that I blame for my vivid flaws

Couldn’t afford to feature, so had to channel my inner Nas

Tap into the source, when I wanna see the true me

A new god flows from this fountain of opportunity

Hater is just a compliment, the closest you get true envy

I devote my grind to the humankind until it’s through with me

True shit, keep it two cents, we dont need it

Ask my close friends about passion, they’ll say I bleed it

I gave my city my heart, it fell in my lap for me

But I got work to do, pray for me fam, don’t clap for me

Don’t clap for me

I got work to do,, pray for me fam, don’t clap for me

Fixed god

We’re the

Crazy kids, Rebel kids, Silent kids, Wild kids, Lonely kids

We’re the

Crazy kids, Rebel kids, Silent kids, Wild kids, Lonely kids

We’re the

Crazy kids, Rebel kids, Silent kids, Wild kids, Lonely kids

(Final Round)

Yo, we all God’s, defying of all odds, in ways we all ill

I’m just braver, 'cause I’m tugging emotions we all feel

I don’t beef for rappers, I beef with people that’s threatening

When I run into Trump, I might fuck him up for my Mexicans

Stand his ass up, and then fuck him up for the rest of us

Word to Seinfeld, we gonna celebrate like it’s Festivus

I’m a mess, and it’s obvious that it’s making us prosperous

Who would’ve thought that me being clever would lead to profiting

Yo, a rap god, if you mention me that’s a synonym

Couldn’t afford to feature, I channeled my inner Eminem

A human euphemism of how the world is changing

I know you’ve been feeling strange

And don’t worry, Imma explain it on God…

We’re the

Crazy kids, Rebel kids, Silent kids, Wild kids, Lonely kids

We’re the

Crazy kids, Rebel kids, Silent kids, Wild kids, Lonely kids

We’re the

Crazy kids, Rebel kids, Silent kids, Wild kids, Lonely kids