“A Letter To My Younger Self” ft. Logic out now: QuinnXCII.lnk.to/ALTMYSSAY Pre-save Quinn XCII’s upcoming album ‘A Letter To My Younger Self’, available everywhere July 10, here: QuinnXCII.lnk.to/ALTMYSPSAY Listen to “A Letter To My Younger Self”: Amazon Music: quinnxcii.lnk.to/ALTMYSSAY/amazonmusic Apple Music: quinnxcii.lnk.to/ALTMYSSAY/applemusic iTunes: quinnxcii.lnk.to/ALTMYSSAY/itunes Soundcloud: quinnxcii.lnk.to/ALTMYSSAY/soundcloud Spotify: quinnxcii.lnk.to/ALTMYSSAY/spotify YouTube Music: quinnxcii.lnk.to/ALTMYSSAY/youtubemusic Follow Quinn XCII: quinnxcii.com/ www.facebook.com/quinnxcii twitter.com/quinnxcii www.instagram.com/quinnxcii soundcloud.com/quinnxcii Director: Brian Petchers Production Co: Dreambear EP: Evan Brown Producer: Danny Pollack DP: Julia Swain VFX: The Kroot / Producer: Tomash Kuzmytskyi / Bradley Crawford Animation: Daniel Cordero & Patrick Jean Editor: Brian Petchers Colorist: Josh Bohoskey of The Mill Logic Videographers: Marcus Chambers, Justin Fleischer & Alec Schweitzer Agency/Rep: Reveur/Emily Sanders Lyrics: I know you’re scared leaving this home You’re not that used to Living alone You’re not that used to Speaking your mind You’re too used to Waiting in line For others that’s ok don’t think about every second that you do you dude you don’t doubt it Every minute that you let them win it’s time wasted, every hour you’re not present im saying I’m saying Don’t get too far in your own head when you shout You’ll smile in front of all the things you used to worry about And I know, it may not seem like it but we figured out how to live on the run, when your heart ways a ton I wrote a letter to my younger self I hope you read it when you don’t feel well I hope this helps (x2) When things around you feel they can’t get worse And you won’t describe the pain and how it hurts I hope this helps (x2) Feelin down keep your head up Depression got a hold of me And I dont wanna get up Got a hunger deep inside of me Now Im gettin fed up I aint talkin about the money I dont need to get the bread up Talk about your pen game Talk about your passion Fuck all the pop shit Get back to rappin I’m plugged from the internet No you dont need to tap in Dont post everytime somethin in your life happen Save up for the album Way betta outcome Talk all the time in the world And then some Focus on the writin and the bars Fuck the income Fuck the finish line Shit been done Now my mind stay feelin more 2014 But Im way more polished 2020 too clean Tracklist done yet Yeah the tracklist done But I just might wait til 2021 Cause I wanna love every single day With my son So the fans can wait If they know its great Takin my time to perfection the rhyme Cause this aint that who can relate Its that movement its fate My mind in the state of place It aint been in a minute I saw that Delorean and I hopped in it Boy this is a passion I havent felt in like foreva I mean fuck it whatever I know I feel better I know that the music is better Cause Im finally under no pressure I wrote a letter to my younger self I hope you read it when you don’t feel well I hope this helps (x2) When things around you feel they can’t get worse And you won’t describe the pain and how it hurts I hope this helps (x2) Don’t get too far in your own head when you shout You’ll smile in front of all the things you used to worry about And I know, it may not seem like it but we figured out how to live on the run, when your heart ways a ton I wrote a letter to my younger self I hope you read it when you don’t feel well I hope this helps (x2) When things around you feel they can’t get worse And you won’t describe the pain and how it hurts

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