Sewerperson, JabariOnTheBeat - Family Unit lyrics

I love you, KXVI please, don't let me go
Don't let me go, don't let go oh, ooh
Don't let go, don't let it go
Don't let go, no, don't let me go, let me
Don't let go

Yeah yeah
How you talk about a family unit with
The white picket fence? Then go tell me you
Ain't ready for commitment, h-how?
Got me scratching at my head like
(Okay) it's a Plinko ticket, explain
You devilish at night but in
The day you Christian it-it don't add up
Tell me, is this a setup?
But I guess it don't matter to you
I I I know nothing ever did with me
You could tell the truth
She only text me when she
Got nothing else to do jabariOnTheBeat
But I do

Yeah, at least I do now
And the best part is I made it happen, yeah
And if I make it to Madison
I'on wanna see you clapping (No)
Please sit back
Enjoy the man that you destroyed
That took that pain and
Turned that into passion
Annoying I know but, yeah
This is just for you though, hun
I feel like Gohan, yuh
You watched me lose you, now you watch
Me on the TV like Sopranos, uh
(Damn) you alive but dead to me
So I light some candles up
And roll this Backwoods up
I'm blowing sticky-icky out me
Out this Audi filled with purple stuff
It's like this bitch can't live without me
I got cobra clutch it's like I'm venomous
It's like the end of you
Was just the end of us
But I couldn’t give a fuck (No)
Like I mean I really couldn’t
She said "I'm buying tickets now"
And I'm like "No, you shouldn’t"
Cameras flashing in my face
I feel like Cuba Gooding Jr (yeah)
She can't erase me out her brain
It's like I turned into a tumor
She think she funny like Chapelle but
You more like an Amy Schumer
And I get money in residual
Now my day like Ferris Bueller's
How you heated when all you had
To drink tonight were coolers (Still)
You a dummy stuck in dead-ends but
I guess I'm the loser make it make sense, uh
'Cause I don't make cents
'Cause I make blue bills (Facts)
You don't make rent (Facts)
See I crack seals (Facts)
You just kick cans, uh
You insecure and falling over
You like fist pump and (yeah)
I'm like breakdance
Fuck it then, but I guess I don't know enough
And when it came to loving
You could never show enough
There came a part where I'd invite you
And you ain't even showing up (No, no)
But tell me 20 times again how
You the grown-up in this situation (Still)
The way you argue with
Me implies premeditation
How the fuck I bought the condo
And it's your space I'm invading?
If complaining was a sport
You'd be too decorated
I know misery loves company but
You must be related (Must)
I feel I've tried way too many times
(Way too many)
She hopping borders how she cross the line
On purpose, yeah
At this point I don't think it's worth it
I feel at this point I
Can't even feel the hurting, no

Yeah how you talk about a family unit
With the white picket fence?
Then go tell me you
Ain't ready for commitment
Got me scratching at my head like
(Okay) it's a Plinko ticket, explain
You devilish at night but in
The day you Christian it-it don't add up
Tell me, is this a setup?
But I guess it don't matter to you
I I I know nothing ever did with me
You could tell the truth
She only text me when she
Got nothing else to do but I do

I do, uhh you know I do
Don't add up, yeah