Oliver Malcolm Fabric
[Intro]
Yeah, look
[Verse 1]
Heavy, my soul on some cold shit
Think they know me, they don't know shit
Opinions? I don't owe shit
To no one but my family and my closest
Amigos and damn, that's a short list
So f..ck bein' your favorite artist
I'd rather show you my pain
So you can locate where your own heart is
[Chorus]
Now that we're older, maybe we won't
Act so damn cold, girl, cry on my shoulder
She said it's hard, oh, baby, I know
Now that we're older, cry on my shoulder (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
I remember wakin' up not wantin' to feel the pain
Of bein' back in the same small town again
But I had nothin' to lose, everythin' to gain
So I'm up at 6 A.M. every day on a train up to London
In the studio, tryna figure out somеthin'
Rain keeps comin'
Twelve hours later, still sat thеre, drummin'
Train ride back, I'm exhausted but the kid's still hummin'
Why? The grind is relentless
Harsh when you're young and you're dumb and you're senseless
That's what it takes for the great to make an entrance
Said I'ma get it now, f..ck waitin' on my pensions
On my last grand
In the studio, on my knees and my hands
Tears on my face
Wiped them off and worked harder, smarter, faster
Six months later, I'm feelin' like the man
[Chorus]
Now that we're older, maybe we won't
Act so damn cold, girl, cry on my shoulder
She said it's hard, oh, baby, I know
Now that we're older, cry on my shoulder
