terms

作曲 : slowthai/Dominic Fike/Denzel Curry/Kenny Beats/JD. Reid/Kwesi Darko
Forgive me for, forgive me for what?
For everything I never wanted to do
Hahaha
I woke up and came to terms with it (Yeah)
No matter what, they get my words twisted (Oh, no matter)
Whatever works, it could be worse, shit could be worse (Shit)
(Make a stain, ***** can’t run no game on a player)
I woke up and came to terms with it (I woke up and came to terms, yeah)
No matter what, they get my words twisted (No matter what)
Whatever works, it could be worsе, shit could be worse
(Catch me, catch mе at the Saint John’s, run no game on ’em)
The more the merry, celebrate, confetti
Kill an adversary over somethin’ petty
Mind the debris, couldn’t get a degree
Never went to uni, street educated
Never lose sleep, slaughter the sheep
I am the shepherd, minimum effort
Required but people relyin’ on me
National treasure, try buryin’ me
Tried to pick a rose but it’s got thorns (Thorns)
They be judgin’ me like I got horns (Haha)
When we die, we don’t respawn
Can’t conform, gotta absorb (Blaow)
Pitbull and it’s got lockjaw
Let it off the leash, bet it run for the trees
Blood on the leaves, teeth for your jeans
Bein’ a ***** just ain’t in my jeans
Make a stain, ***** can’t run no game on a player, man
Catch me at the Saint John’s, smoke, loced out
Make, make a stain, ***** can’t run no game on a player, man
Catch me at the Saint John’s, smoke, loced out
I woke up and came to terms with it (Yeah)
No matter what, they get my words twisted (Oh, no matter)
Whatever works, it could be worse, shit could be worse (Shit)
(Make a stain, ***** can’t run no game on a player)
I woke up and came to terms with it (I woke up and came to terms, yeah)
No matter what, they get my words twisted (No matter what)
Whatever works, it could be worse, shit could be worse
(Catch me, catch me at the Saint John’s, run no game on ’em)
Every day a bad hair day (Why me?)
Wrong side of the bed with a migraine
Need ibuprofen
Instead, I smoke zoots, tryna reboot
Tryna get loot but a snake in my boot
Never push a man who’s got nothing to lose
I’m supposed to be grateful for nothing? (No)
Grateful made you turn nothin’ to somethin’
Smokin’ my troubles away
My early grave, don’t resuscitate (Brrt)
Early but waves
Catches the one then reverse to his base, regurgitates (Pow, pow)
And nothing I’ll change
Do it the again and I do it the same again and again
If I numb the pain, I ain’t the flame
Add fuel to the blaze, won’t show you our pain
I woke up and came to terms with it (Yeah)
No matter what, they get my words twisted (Oh, no matter)
Whatever works, it could be worse, shit could be worse (Shit, yeah)
I woke up and came to terms with it (I woke up and came to terms, yeah)
No matter what, they get my words twisted (No matter what)
Whatever works, it could be worse, shit could be worse
(Catch me, catch me at the Saint John’s, run no game on ’em)
Make a stain, ***** can’t run no game on a player, man
Catch me at the Saint John’s, smoke, loced out
Make, make a stain, ***** can’t run no game on a player, man
Catch me at the Saint John’s, smoke, loced out (***** can’t run no game on)
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