when we make it home we'll be outta line
keep on holding off what's been inchin' round
old spot's looking like a ghost town
'cause i think i see better when the sun's down
we popped them shits and took a ride on some truancy
we'd fantasize about our lives and the jewelry
that we might one day get
we got it but now truthfully
i feel better when i'm broken
i feel better when i'm lonely
i feel better with no money
i feel better when i'm broken
i feel better when i'm lonely
i feel better with no money
nothing was the same back in '14
feel like i got traded from the home team
somehow look i made it" was an old dream