Corridor Dreams

Intro

Mm-hmm

Yeah

Oh-oh

Verse 1

Mama worked double shifts to keep the pantry full

I was sixteen selling out the corridor

Teachers wrote me off as just another lost boy

Now the same ones hit my line for a favor

I don't hold grudges I just move with sharper teeth

Learned to smile at funerals and keep my grief beneath

Pre-Chorus

They don't know the half

They just see the flash

They don't know the math

No they don't know the half

Chorus

I'm still that kid from the block with a dream

Still that kid who ain't never had a thing

Put my pain in the booth till it ring

I'm still that kid

Still that kid

They can hate from the cheap seats all they want

I ain't changing up for nothing no I won't

Every scar on my skin is a song

I'm still that kid

Still that kid

Post-Chorus

Oh-oh

Yeah yeah

Oh-oh

Still that kid

Verse 2

Bought my sister a crib before I bought a chain

Phone buzzing all night it don't ever stop

Some homies switched up when the commas came

I forgive 'em but I don't dial back no more

Anxiety bite like a pit in my chest

Voices get loud when the room get quiet

So I keep the lights on and the speakers higher

Writing my wrongs on a napkin in pen

Pre-Chorus

They don't know the half

They just see the flash

They don't know the math

No they don't know the half

Chorus

I'm still that kid from the block with a dream

Still that kid who ain't never had a thing

Put my pain in the booth till it ring

I'm still that kid

Still that kid

They can hate from the cheap seats all they want

I ain't changing up for nothing no I won't

Every scar on my skin is a song

I'm still that kid

Still that kid

Post-Chorus

Oh-oh

Yeah yeah

Oh-oh

Still that kid

Bridge

One day my mom gon' see the plaque on the wall

One day my city gon' chant my name in the hall

One day I'll sleep and the worry won't call

Till that day I grind and I grind and I ball

Grind and I grind and I ball

Yeah

Chorus

I'm still that kid from the block with a dream

Still that kid who ain't never had a thing

Put my pain in the booth till it ring

I'm still that kid

Still that kid

They can hate from the cheap seats all they want

I ain't changing up for nothing no I won't

Every scar on my skin is a song

I'm still that kid

Still that kid

Post-Chorus

Oh-oh

Yeah yeah

Oh-oh

Still that kid