Childish Gambino - Think Of Me lyrics
Childish Gambino [Donald McKinley Glover Jr.] Edwards, CA, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Childish Gambino - Think Of Me lyrics]
I was on this corner, man get up off the car
Nigga ha ha ha ha ha ha hahaha
Argh you know what it is! ()
Funk Flex, Childish Gambino, Who You Mad At?
Me Or Yourself?
(Uh) I'm back in this mixtape game, baby
() We out here, argh
It's that D-O double-'Bino, nigga
How you livin'?
Yeah, my life so cappuccino, bittersweet
I'm givin'
Everything I got, I feel so helpless, help us
Shopping at the Gelson's: soymilk, shellfish
Used to stunt Kit'suné, used to date Katsumi
But then I got a new one
But she ain't talkin' to me
iMessages unread, pain that was unsaid
Laughter that we ain't heard from
Children we ain't had i'm a boss, homie
Die a boss like I'm Steve Jobs
They thought I was Jamaican, I got three jobs
They must have been mistaken
I ain't feel ya
They respect the grind and Zone
6 lookin' real soft
Dear Mom, you sound sick every time I call
Dad's lyin' to me
I can hear it in his tone
I don't want nobody help
Leave me the fuck alone
Brother holdin' my head in the shower
Don't know what I'm on
Rivers runnin' through my nappy afro
Feeling guilty
Won the raffle but the lotto ate
My motto at my core
I'm just an apple and they want me PC
Paid for my house but this show is not me
More than the music
We goin' for that mastery overload
Da Vinci Code comatose to sport
A beard like I'm OVO
Got that cream, I'm an Oreo
You know how the story go
DatPiff four page 'cause you
Suck something glory hole
It's that Fresh Prince
Royalty means you deserve it
We were best friends
They talkin' 'bout him and I
They lovin' this silly guy
I'm poppin' Abilify
Niggas was wildin' out 'cause they
Want me so civilized
They say anytime that you getting cheese
You in a rat race
And the movies that they offer
Me is black face
It's so post racial, so I can't prove it
We the same thing, we in the same movement
Business is business, we eatin' lunch
Just not on silent it's the Diddy and
Biggie drivin' backwards, i'm so iconic
If I'm dead before Detox, doesn't matter
I heard The Chronic
You gon' sell it on eBay
Just be glad that I fuckin' signed it
I ain't mad, though, you gotta eat, right?
I know your voice, man, you Marshall Lee
Right? Nah, I'm what you hear in your
Dreams sayin' it's not enough
God had made a lot of land, I gotta buy it up
I'm bouncin' on the highway
Blast it in my driveway
Put that shit on replay, turnt up on agave
Check the kemosabe, my life is so behind me
If you ain't feelin' it, come and find me
Come and find me yeah
I'm so on to you i'm so on to you
I'm on to you