GP

(albüm: Nobody's Home - 2022)

Oh, why am I like this?
Oh, I don't like this, no
But I can't fight it
Oh, why am I like this?
Oh, why am I like this?
I cannot fight this
But I don't like it
Oh, why am I like this?
I don't know, I don't know

I keep fucking it up
I keep fucking it up
I keep fucking it up
I keep fucking it up
I keep fucking it up, oh I
I keep fucking it up, I do
I keep fucking it up
I keep fucking it up
I keep fucking it up
I keep fucking it up, I do, I do
I keep fucking it up
I keep fucking it up
I keep fucking it up
I keep fucking it up, I do
It's all fucked now, oh God
Big up Bakar, my brudda
Woo
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Let me tell you something 'bout this boy
He was born in a different dimension
Went right then it went wrong
Took a different, different, different direction
Went wrong, blow his brains out
Make him famous, and take a page out
A widow, widow, and she's been waiting
So impatient, she wants to go, go, go now, woo
He fucks with Satan, he ain't waiting
He's such a paigon, he's such a paigon

Oh it, oh it's a vibe, is it?
Oh it's a crime, is it?
Oh it's a vibe, is it?
Oh it's a crime, is it?
Oh it's a vibe, is it?
Might take my time with it
I might pay myself a visit, let's go
Yeah, yeah, yeah

I said, let me tell you something 'bout this boy
He was born in a different dimension
Went right then they went wrong
Took a whole different, different, different direction
But went wrong, blow his brains out
He might get famous, he take a page out
A widow, widow, his widow's waiting
She got impatient, she fucks with Satan, oh no
Woo, oh no, oh no, no

It's, it's really, when you, when you, we, I need to see more deepness
Mmhmm, I keep fucking it up
I keep fucking it up
I keep fucking it up
I keep fucking it up for us
I keep pushing my luck
I keep pushing my luck
I keep pushing my luck
I keep pushing my luck, I do, I do