KBM Truth - Teen Years (Lonzo's Story) Lyrics

His teen years roll away, searching for a road to pave
Looking for them closed roads, he from where his soldiers pray
So he keep moving on, head down, barely use his phone
Questioning himself, wondering if his moves is really wrong
Hopped off the bus with my head down slowly into school
Slow to speak, stuttered speech, use his mask as a tool
Leaving everybody curious, don't know what to make of him
No interest in making friends, no interest to play with them
Had an eye for the real, and for the fake
He refused any love, but didn't come for any hate
Didn't care for any rumors, he know that from prejudice
He didn't do no messaging, messages come with eveidence
So hour by hour, class to class, he gave little effort
Hoping that the day that his mood gon' get better
Ooh, do it get better
Don't ever know
His teen years roll away, searching for a road to pave
Looking for them closed roads, he from where his soldiers pray
So he keep moving on, head down, barely use his phone
Questioning himself, wondering if his moves is really wrong
School morning up at 6, like he wasn't up at 2
Thinking to himself, another lonely day without the crew
He had a big smile, a good start to his day
Nigga went another day, without holding K
His teen years roll away, searching for a road to pave
Looking for them closed roads, he from where his soldiers pray
So he keep moving on, head down, barely use his phone
Questioning himself, wondering if his moves is really wrong
His teen years roll away, searching for a road to pave
Looking for them closed roads, he from where his soldiers pray
So he keep moving on, head down, barely use his phone
Questioning himself, wondering if his moves is really wrong