BROCKHAMPTON - JUNKY lyrics

Me Ilamo Roberto y estamos
Buscando a Jaden Smith

I spit my heart out
Lookin' out for my best interests
He gave me good head
Peepin' out while the windows tinted
I speak in tongues and I
Arrive without a damn mention
It's kinda sick, and I was born in 1996 and
1999 the only year that I remember
I slip through the cracks without
Havin' a damn temper
I bleach my hair because these
Bitches all about they bitchin'
I say shit when I rap
And y'all niggas barely listen
I do the most for the culture, nigga
By just existing
Delete my tweets 'cause I'm ashamed
Of being a fuckin' Simpson
I told my mom I was gay
Why the fuck she ain't listen?
I signed a pub' deal and
Her opinion fuckin' disappearin'
I'm payin' bills for my sister
And tryna fund a business
Is it homophobic to only hook
Up with straight niggas?
You know, like, closet niggas, masc-type?
"Why don't you take that mask off?" That's
The thought I had last night
"Why you always rap about bein' gay?"
'Cause not enough niggas rap and be gay
Where I come from
Niggas get called "faggot" and killed
So I'ma get head from a nigga right here
And they can come and cut my head off, and
And my legs off, and
And I'ma still be a boss 'til my head gone
Yeah

Break the wheel, pack the steel
Hold my niggas down
Twistin' on that syrup ‘til
I hear crackin’ sounds
Break the wheel, pack the steel
Hold my niggas down
Twistin' on that syrup ‘til
I hear crackin’ sounds
Break, break, break the steel
Hold my niggas down
Twistin' on that syrup ‘til
I hear crack, crack, crack
Break the wheel, pack the steel
Hold my niggas down
Twistin' on that syrup ‘til I hear crack

I don't trust nobody 'cause
They don't deserve it
Niggas run in your house
They know you doin' dirty (Go 'head, now)
I got my hand on an ounce
And I got money servin'
I just bought me a fifth
And now I'm speedin', swervin'
(Go 'head, now)
I took an eighth of them shrooms
And now I'm hearin' voices
I took like two of them pills
I can't remember nothing (Go 'head, now)
I ain't under control
I'm losin' motor function
I need an intervention, I need an exorcism
I need a therapist
Paranoia and drug addiction it's very scary
My momma don't even recognize me
I'm goin' crazy
Don't need nobody to say they love me
My acts of desperation
I'm on an empty stomach
So fuck the consequences
I ain't runnin' from them

Feelin' like a goner, put my life in locker
Hotbox in the Hummer
Hot bars in the summer (Merlyn, Merlyn)
If I had the option, I would do it all again
If I had the option, I would do it all again
I just wanna feel like I
Did the right program
I just want to appeal to
My dad and my cousins (Again)
When I cut the veal
I do not think 'bout diplomas
Love is knowin' that you didn’t
Do it by your lonesome
So I forgive my mommy, daddy, auntie
And my uncles
For guilt-tripping feelings whenever they
Call my number
They see men dream, they see men fallin'
But when I dream, I'm smashing on a Lana

Both pessimistic, drug addicted
Caught in our feelings
We spit venom then stare
At the ceiling, wondering, "why?"
My mom's no alcoholic
She just wanna drown her sorrows
Love her to death and soon enough
I'll give back all I borrowed
Both so submissive, take turns dominating
The light has been faded
This hate-fueled love, we don't
Fake it, no givin', just takin'

I took some steps to be a bigger person
I should've thrown ya off the highway
The cars swerving
Ain't no burden, ain't no sermon
Ain't no motherfuckin' plaque
I hate these hospitals and police and
The smell of death all that
I hate these shady folk that want it ladylike
But don't treat lady right
But they be sayin', like
("Just the tip!")
And yeah, you mad 'cause she ain't fuck
Mad 'cause she ain't suck
Beat your ass before you got
Time to say "Why not?"
Here to catch you slip up
Wish you could just rewind
Time and not fuck up
Thought you had just lucked up
Where the respect? Is your ass human?
I look you in your eyes, say, "Fuck you
Are you fuckin' stupid?"
Respect my mother, 'spect my
Sister, 'spect these women, boy
I get my 9-9, I don't own one
Hit the store to blow your brains off
Better hope my aim off
Better hope the range off
Better hope my tame off before
I blow your brains off, boy

Ugh, no hands with the stunts
Jump off the roof like I do what I want
All of my life in my past wanna haunt
And my sight of the future
Beginning to taunt my ambition
Man on the moon, I'm
Marooned, I ain't trippin', i'm on a mission
Every time that I speak, they ain't skippin'
Turned my inspiration to a
Vision, that's a given, no slippin'