Classic

[Chorus] Classic, you know when it just says classic Music can feel like magic It's hard to beat like Crystal Palace Own that shit like my names Steve Parrish Sometimes life is savage Not all about finding the baddest The vision gets blurred like critical damage Soulful, music can make your soul full Man telling me that I'm old school Coming like man-marking and not zonal They wanna break for a hit so I'll call that a snowball Well it makes sense in my head Word to specs theres no rules Yes I sip red red wine, does that make me a mogul? [Verse 1] I don't wanna takе like 100 pics Radio doing up pumped up kicks Cigarettе smoke and bourbon whiskey Songs like this they're accustomed with Bredrin tryna give me buns on spliff I'm stressed out, fucks sake look at what COVID did Got man sweating at small stuff bun that Give me that potent shit I don't wanna look at myself anymore Got me feeling like I don't even know this kid Not in a sad way just spent so much time on my ones that i loathe this kid Locked up hitting new lows and shit Feeling like everyday my goals'll shift Everybody wanna try and ride this wave but never wanna act like I own this shit Intelligence only ever stressed man out Oblivious ones are the blessed ones now Technology is not improving the planet We're told that it is but it's upside down Man gives illusions that shits improving conditioned to think that we're moving forward But, humans are more polluted than anytime the ships been cruising I just want money and sex West Hams players I'm doubling czechs Couldn't care less if you like me or not cos my bredrins do and my mothers impressed Sometimes quiet and others I flex The type to spend 600 on creps Only when I got 20 g's in my bank I ain't tryna go broke by tryna impress Something expensive to sip with dinner Old version of me is a distant figure Been fucking with cole way before Born Sinner Some bars just make you think and sit up Hear a man spit like what did he say 40 to 1 I was on him each way He paid for the beat that I'm on on this day Sometimes it's luck that'll stop a mans pain Thomas Tuchel I can never concede When I bar Steph Curry how every thing freeze Then it's straight out my pocket and everything's p's Every expense yeah, everything's me Sometimes you've just got to let a guy breath Never gonna know when another life's peak I was doing me tryna stomach my grief But the world kept spinning It don't go at your speed [Chorus] Classic, you know when it just says classic Music can feel like magic It's hard to beat like Crystal Palace Own that shit like my names Steve Parrish Sometimes life is savage Not all about finding the baddest The vision gets blurred like critical damage Soulful, music can make your soul full Man telling me that I'm old school Coming like man-marking and not zonal They wanna break for a hit so I'll call that a snowball Well it makes sense in my head Word to specs theres no rules Yes I sip red red wine, does that make me a mogul?