Stolen Bikes

I used to, skip class just to ride with the team
I used to, look in the mirror and see a guy with a dream
I used to, blow blunts bumpin' dedication too I swear those years are what I
dedicate this to, uh
I used to, I used to cheat on my girlfriend in twelfth grade
'Til I realized I’m a sex addict and haven’t gone steady since
I never charge three rags for a show
Until promoters started playin' now I never charge a penny less
I used to say I’d never snort ya dat ain’t today
I’m all like, I prolly never smoke it now, uh
I used to never want admit that shit
Until I picked up this pencil and wrote it down
I used to, I used to have a good friend named Sully
He’s not around no more and no I’m not religious but we all pray
I used to have a little homie named Quincy until that night on Halloween now we
don’t celebrate that holiday
Summer’s ashes on your window
Where the time has gone
You would, own the night on stolen bikes but
You’re not here anymore
I used to hit Cal Anderson to sife in the park
I used to swoop through the alley stealin' bikes from the yard, uh
Before Logic, GarageBand, and the Beats I used to bump, kill the camera, repeat,
uh
I used to, I used to want to be a Hollywood star until I saw Macklemore blow up
now I’m trying to keep my privacy, uh
I used to think that I could trust women
Now I’m constantly waitin' for you to lie to me
It’s funny how it changes
I write this in my phone doin' drugs with a bunch of strangers
Come a long from Jawbreakers and Power Rangers
I’m hopin' all these women and drugs are just phases (women and drugs are just
phases)
I used to, get wasted and be proud of myself
But now I’m doubtin' myself
And every shot feels like I’m shoutin' for help
And now I drink just to come out of my shell
I call my ex she says «I found someone else»
I’m free fallin'
Summer’s ashes on your window
Where the time has gone
You would, own the night on stolen bikes but
You’re not here anymore
I, I, I used to
Ride with the team I, I
I, I, I, I, I used to
Look in the mirror and see a guy with a dream (guy with a dream)
It’s funny how it changes, uh
It’s, it’s funny how it changes, uh uh
Funny, funny how it
It’s, it’s funny how it
I write this in my phone doin' drugs with a bunch of strangers
Hi, um, since you’re not answering your phone
'Cause obviously I don’t really matter right now
I’m just gonna tell you that
I don’t think I can, like, see you anymore because
You lied to me and you weren’t there and you were out getting drunk,
so I don’t think I can be with someone like that
Just wanted to say bye
It was nice knowing you