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Travis Thompson

Muddy

 

Muddy

(album: YouGood? - 2018)


If I ever get to slap another man, I swear I'll cherish it
Too drunk the last time that I embarrassed him
Now I'm getting throated on a watchtower
With a pound of sour, rolling honey greys while I cherry pick
Laughing at the level that they carried in
Like what you never seen a native American terrorist?
On a carousal, pussy, money, arrogance
With pheromones and every plug narrative
I wear the scent
Piss drunk at the highest
Smell my diddy bop
Smoke aluminium, sipping vodka from sippy straws
I was happy go lucky till y'all pissed me off
Jimmy Fallon asked me how I'm doing
Said I miss my mom
I deprecated so flash
They like to say I'm a mess
The labels like to say Hi
But never like to saw cheques
So I don't bite when they throw the line
Ain't no guppy bitch
Turn the jump then made the bottles into money bitch
MP3 was Ye, Greenday and Cudi bitch
Parking lot at Lilly, the first time that I'm wasted
Off a buddy scrip, passed out in my buddy whip
Wake up, caught a plane, feel that bass up in my blood and shit
Soft kids with some hard heads
Vans that they marve this
Tell every underdog it ain't far-fetched
Return the rental, I'm repenting my sins
Tell my demons that they need shouting to pencil 'em in

'Cause I don't need you like you need me and I never will
Colt 45 on the two-tone dash
And it goes right through you
Love me still?
Ay, ay
'Cause I don't need you like you need me and I never will
Bleach wash things, but I still see my Pops in the tub and his blood can't tell what's real
And I'm singing like
I don't need you like you need me and I never will
I don't know much, back door on the bus
And the land been fucked like what's the deal
In the same thought:
I don't need you like you need me and I never will
You a goddamn liar, you a good young man
But I bet my hood gon' love me still
Ay, ay, ay

Thank you
This is literally the only thing I'm good at, thank you so much
Have a good night

done

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