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{"id":298669,"created_at":"2023-09-03 09:21:11","updated_at":"2025-06-11 07:18:36","deleted_at":null,"published_at":"2023-09-03 09:21:11","original_id":null,"artist_id":99003,"title":"P.M.Y.S (Please My Younger Self)","slug":"pmys-please-my-younger-self","status":"published","description":null,"album_id":null,"streets":1,"source_type":"s3","source":"file","lyrics":"Tryna please my younger self\r\nIn search for the wealth\r\nI was never given\r\nNo pot to piss in\r\nExcept the bucket system\r\nRaised up in gang voilence\r\nOur mothers suffer in silence\r\nResentment she can't hide it\r\nResemble daddies finest\r\nSuffering the brunt through them hidings\r\nLed me to reside in my shell\r\nAt school I couldn't focus so well\r\nCry myself to sleep, tears could fill up a well\r\n\r\nI'm tryna please my younger self\r\nCouldn't appease the homies\r\nFor the only peace was a piece\r\nLeave your family in pieces\r\nTryna get a piece\r\nMan, I'm tryna find the peace\r\nAnd piece things together\r\nThis life puzzling\r\nHard to keep it together\r\nRaised in broken families\r\nWhere loss isn't a tragedy\r\nUhh, loss isn't a...\r\n\r\nOff to the city of gold\r\nLike au\r\nI'm in my element\r\nMan of the house\r\nYou're a tenant\r\nYearning for standing ovations\r\nAin't no one in attendance\r\nGot my mother feeling ifhy\r\nWondering what if he\r\nGets lost in the big bad city\r\nA kid from the mother city\r\nGot me stressing\r\nWhat if I don't make probation\r\nAs if I'm not the 1st one go to graduation\r\nThey wrote you off\r\nNot knowing that your son was writing a new chapter\r\nNever judge a book by its cover\r\nHad to learn to speak up cause a closed mouth don't get fed\r\nDidn't have anyone to look up to so I led with the lead\r\nYeah, didn't have anyone so I led with the lead","download_count":86,"play_count":3,"restrict_download":0,"generated_thumbnail":null,"flag_count":0,"download_count_24":1,"download_count_24_at":"2025-06-11","reupload_sent":0,"thumb_path":"https:\/\/s3.eu-central-1.amazonaws.com\/sol-assets\/uploads\/public\/64f\/433\/b09\/thumb_973094_300_300_0_0_crop.jpg","status_reason":"published","status_reason_alt":null,"tags":[]}

Song Lyrics:

Tryna please my younger self In search for the wealth I was never given No pot to piss in Except the bucket system Raised up in gang voilence Our mothers suffer in silence Resentment she can't hide it Resemble daddies finest Suffering the brunt through them hidings Led me to reside in my shell At school I couldn't focus so well Cry myself to sleep, tears could fill up a well I'm tryna please my younger self Couldn't appease the homies For the only peace was a piece Leave your family in pieces Tryna get a piece Man, I'm tryna find the peace And piece things together This life puzzling Hard to keep it together Raised in broken families Where loss isn't a tragedy Uhh, loss isn't a... Off to the city of gold Like au I'm in my element Man of the house You're a tenant Yearning for standing ovations Ain't no one in attendance Got my mother feeling ifhy Wondering what if he Gets lost in the big bad city A kid from the mother city Got me stressing What if I don't make probation As if I'm not the 1st one go to graduation They wrote you off Not knowing that your son was writing a new chapter Never judge a book by its cover Had to learn to speak up cause a closed mouth don't get fed Didn't have anyone to look up to so I led with the lead Yeah, didn't have anyone so I led with the lead

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