Buzzcut (feat. Danny Brown)

BROCKHAMPTON

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    Who let the dope boys out?
    Thank God you let me crash on your couch
    Who's my God that I'm prayin' to now?
    Early two-thous, they tried to jump me in, latino protection
    Any direction, you gave me your blessing
    A texan, I text him, I told him I got him
    Told him I made it to Hollywood, all it took was a summer to fail
    A platinum record not gon' keep my black ass out of jail
    Truth prevails, this is real, miss my brother
    I love my mother, drove all the way to Cali just to check up on me
    Made her go home, felt the virus
    Web of life is my weave, false dreams stripped by silence
    Deals they had us sign, for years it had mе blind
    Think I had to hit rewind and think about why I do shine
    Got my cousin doin' time, hе was barely pushin' dimes
    My whole family cursed, now get the fuck out my ride

    —ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide, yeah, I
    Nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin'
    Now, get the fuck out my ride
    —ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide, yeah, I (Get the fuck out)
    Fuck with me, give no shit, guess my ignorance is bliss
    Now get the fuck out my ride
    —ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide, yeah, I
    Nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin'
    So get the fuck out my ride
    —ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide, yeah, I
    If a killer say shit, then get these motherfuckers— (Get the fuck out)

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    Live from the gutter, blood like red paint spills
    You niggas ain't alpha, you're incels
    You normies ain’t a part of the script, doxx your house with crips
    Pop shit, now you got content, constant
    Where to begin? A veteran with medicine pen
    Let 'em all in, treat 'em like they next of my kin
    Checkin' your chin way before the record begin
    Niggas blow a lot of smoke like they breath in the wind
    Ain't no pretend, tell you how it is, how it go
    What do you know, when you start escapin' your soul
    White on the street, walking the beat like Abbey Road
    Truth be told, no such thing as "real nigga mold"
    Through the light, camera, action, glamour, glitters and gold
    Unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
    No peace on the street, so I'm clutchin' my heat
    Gotta watch for these savages roamin' the street (go)

    I- I float (Go)
    I'ma see ya when I do
    Now get the fuck out my ride
    —ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide, yeah, I
    (Yeah, nigga, we back up in this thang)
    Now get the fuck out my ride
    —ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide
    (Yeah, new machine)
    They said I'd never, ever see the sunlight (Tell 'em)
    I thought I'd never, ever see the sunlight
    They said I'd never, ever see the sunlight

    Sometimes it drives me crazy (look at the sky)
    This all I got for you (niggas)
    That sunlight, it'll drive you crazy
    What is God to you niggas?
    (Goddamn, motherfucker, ugh)

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