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[Chorus]
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

[Verse 1: Sincerely Collins]
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 f*ck about my soul, and if it might be sold
Don't give a f*ck 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 sh*t that they told me
I don't believe the presidents of my homies
Them n*ggas don't know me, I swear I got it figured out
Using n*ggas on n*ggas, that's how they take them n*ggas out
Uncle Tommy Hilfiger makin real figures huh
Why the real n*ggas feel they gotta kill n*ggas, what
I'm still that five year old tryin to see bigger things
What the world brings is designed to kill n*ggas dreams
Let your light beam, we can make it out the seams
We just gotta believe