BROCKHAMPTON - SATURATION 203 lyrics
[BROCKHAMPTON - SATURATION 203 lyrics]
I'm not a hypocrite, I'm human
I make mistakes to make sure
I never repeat 'em
Inhaler help me breathe in South Central hot
Smoke like a chimney, I hope I don't get got
And I ain't had no pussy in two months
I been busy, man I been working, man
And I ain't called my mom in three days
I hope she miss me, man I know she love me
Man all these feelings bottled up
About to set me off
And most this extra meat that
Lingering get cut off
Yeah we been making money
Yeah we been making guap
While you've been walking into meetings
'bout to suck some
(Dick) I left my bitch in Malibu
I left my smokes up on the roof
So don't forget who you're talking to
If I bring it in existence it gon' come true
The matter's over-complicated, oh
But I'm never overcompensating, ooh, whoa
Spinning around makes it harder
To pave my way resting my pride will make me
End our love either way
I know I make mistakes I
Try to not repeat 'em
But I'm still working on it
Negotiate with demons
I've stopped fucking girls the first
Time I meet 'em
And I don't talk to strangers
About my new arrangements
I got big dreams of selling out arenas
They comin' out to see me
White folks in the meetings
And they smiling at me
But I'm the same nigga
Point them hoses at me send the dogs for me
The matter's over-complicated, oh
But I'm never overcompensating, ooh
Spinning around makes it harder
To pave my way resting my pride will make me
End our love either way
I don't
(I don't) got much (Got much) money (Money)
But I'll be alright (But I'll be alright)
Yeah, we'll be alright
(yeah, we'll be alright)
Yeah, we'll be alright
(yeah, we'll be alright) i don't
(I don't) got much (Got much) money (Money)
But I'll be alright (But I'll be alright)
Yeah, we'll be alright
(yeah, we'll be alright)
Yeah, we'll be alright
(yeah, we'll be alright)
I make mistakes to make sure
I never repeat 'em
Inhaler help me breathe in South Central hot
Smoke like a chimney, I hope I don't get got
And I ain't had no pussy in two months
I been busy, man I been working, man
And I ain't called my mom in three days
I hope she miss me, man I know she love me
Man all these feelings bottled up
About to set me off
And most this extra meat that
Lingering get cut off
Yeah we been making money
Yeah we been making guap
While you've been walking into meetings
'bout to suck some
(Dick) I left my bitch in Malibu
I left my smokes up on the roof
So don't forget who you're talking to
If I bring it in existence it gon' come true
The matter's over-complicated, oh
But I'm never overcompensating, ooh, whoa
Spinning around makes it harder
To pave my way resting my pride will make me
End our love either way
I know I make mistakes I
Try to not repeat 'em
But I'm still working on it
Negotiate with demons
I've stopped fucking girls the first
Time I meet 'em
And I don't talk to strangers
About my new arrangements
I got big dreams of selling out arenas
They comin' out to see me
White folks in the meetings
And they smiling at me
But I'm the same nigga
Point them hoses at me send the dogs for me
The matter's over-complicated, oh
But I'm never overcompensating, ooh
Spinning around makes it harder
To pave my way resting my pride will make me
End our love either way
I don't
(I don't) got much (Got much) money (Money)
But I'll be alright (But I'll be alright)
Yeah, we'll be alright
(yeah, we'll be alright)
Yeah, we'll be alright
(yeah, we'll be alright) i don't
(I don't) got much (Got much) money (Money)
But I'll be alright (But I'll be alright)
Yeah, we'll be alright
(yeah, we'll be alright)
Yeah, we'll be alright
(yeah, we'll be alright)