Old times

Its big Emvee

No Wi-Fi,

Refurbished 2013 xbox, and we cant forget about Moxee.

No Wi-Fi, still log in my mind, Offline grind, rhyme line by line.

Router blink red, guess fate on pause,

Still stream thoughts through the paper jaws.

Ain't no bars, so I spit mine clean, Old-school tech - pen, pad, caffeine.

Scroll through nothin', refresh my soul,

Whole world bufferin', I'm still in control.

Neighbor got five bars, flexin' that glow,

I'm out here talkin' to the mic like

"yo."

No cloud, no sync, just dust on dreams,

Still back up files in the rhyme-scheme seams. No Wi-Fi, just word of mouth, Learned the truth quick when the lights went out.

Now it's screens and streams, no peace, just views,

But back then, we ain't have much to lose. Back when the rent late, noodles in the pot,

Flip the couch change just to hit that spot.

Whole block buzzin', but the fridge stayed hummin',

We ain't have much, but the laughs kept comin'.

Used to rock fades with the part off-center,

Wintertime coats, but the hearts stay tender.

Moms stretch a dollar like elastic faith,

Dreams in a shoebox, plans on tape.

No gold chain, just goals insane, Hit the court lights flicker, still play that game.

Snack cakes, mixtapes, we lived off both, Cold dinner plate, no cheer to taste, Still chef bars in a broke-down space.

No mistletoe, just crumbs on the floor,

Santa missed my block, must've lost the score. Grinch heart, colder than a North Pole morning,

They flex gold chains, I'm the storm they warning.

I don't need lights, I glow off hunger, Bars so sharp, cut snow in summer.

No cookies, no milk, no list, no Santa, Still got drive, no keys, no Phantom.

They post pics like "Christmas lit,"

But that's filters, not real, 1 peep that skit. Grinch heart, colder than a North Pole morning,

They flex gold chains, I'm the storm they warning.

I don't need lights, I glow off hunger, Bars so sharp, cut snow in summer.

No cookies, no milk, no list, no Santa, Still got drive, no keys, no Phantom.

They post pics like "Christmas lit,"

But that's filters, not real, 1 peep that skit. Grinch heart, colder than a North Pole morning,

They flex gold chains, I'm the storm they warning.

I don't need lights, I glow off hunger, Bars so sharp, cut snow in summer.

No cookies, no milk, no list, no Santa, Still got drive, no keys, no Phantom.

They post pics like "Christmas lit,"

But that's filters, not real, 1 peep that skit.

(Chorus - R&B)

No gifts, no love, no cheer, Just me and my pain this year.

Lights shine, but they don't glow for me,

Christmas don't feel like home to me.

No cards, no hugs, no calls, Every wish I make just falls.

So I wrap my heart, keep it tucked away,

'Cause Santa never slide my way.

(Repeat x5)

They say "Merry Christmas," I say

"whatever,"

Fake smiles lookin' cute in bad weather.

All I got's truth and some old sweaters,

Tryna stay warm, but I'm cold forever.

No mistletoe, just missed moments.

I don't mess with Moxee, that vibe too fake,

Actin' like they real but it's all for the take.

Talk cheap, I don't even hear what

inev sav

Cold world, guess I'm livin' in a snowflake maze. They say "Merry Christmas," I say

"whatever,"

Fake smiles lookin' cute in bad weather.

All I got's truth and some old sweaters,

Tryna stay warm, but I'm cold forever.

No mistletoe, just missed moments, Broken dreams, yeah, I still own it.

Moxee talk slick, but I move with grace,

They can't handle the real in my face.

(repeat x5)

They say "Merry Christmas," I say

"whatever,"

Fake smiles lookin' cute in bad weather.

All I got's truth and some old sweaters,

Tryna stay warm, but I'm cold forever.

No mistletoe, just missed moments, Broken dreams, yeah, I still own it.

Moxee talk slick, but I move with grace, Velvet rain drippin' down my silhouette,

Shadows kiss the ceiling like a secret threat,

Memories rewind like a tape cassette,

But the future feels closer than the past regrets. Touchin' galaxies with the tips of my hands,

Sleepwalk rhythm got me stuck in the trance,

Every second stretch like a rubber band,

Can't tell if I'm dreamin' or just where I stand.

They can't handle the real in my face. Trapped in a dream I can't let go,

Nighttime city with the neon glow,

Fallin' through the clouds, movin' way too slow,

You and me together where the stars don't show.

Colors leak from the ceiling, Lost in the waves of the feeling,

Time ain't real when I'm dreamin,

Only thing real is the beat and the healing.