Correction Lyrics Like a Kid (Shortened Version) by Sam Smith

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I'm covering my ears like a kid
When your words mean nothing, I go la la la
I'm turning up the volume when you speak
'Cause if my heart can't stop it

I'm in my feelings like I am a kid
And every other day it go like brat, brat, brat
I'm done blocking out every word you speak
And I know that this ain't the road that I go down (Yeah)
I'm fumbling the bag like I'm a kid
And every other day it go like brat, brat, brat
I'm done making enemies and never peace (Okay, yeah)
And I know this ain't the road I go down

Still in the trap (Ayy)
But I'm gonna make it out
Be the lucky one in a few (Damn)
Who can make a thou
Made a couple friends
But they all wanted some racks
Not talking about cars
When I say they were trading stacks
Trading stats while they changing stance
Found a couple people who were being rats
Tell me to stop imma take it to the max
Hitting Nevada like the return of the mack
Become ultimate, no FIFA packs
Suffered through pain but my name ain't max
I'm saying its heat, they'll be saying fax
Look at me now got a GOAT on the track
I'm in my feelings like I am a kid (Ay, Ay)
And every other day it go like brat, brat, brat
I'm done blocking out every word you speak
And I know that this ain't the road that I go down
I'm fumbling the bag like I'm a kid
And every other day it go like brat, brat, brat
I'm done making enemies and never peace (Ay, Ay, Ay)
And I know this ain't the road I go down

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