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Oh, Mother!
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Austin Andrew Watts
Austin Andrew Watts
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Olivia Michelle Watts
Olivia Michelle Watts
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Jeffrey McLachlan
Jeffrey McLachlan
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Yeah Hey Welcome Back, Bitches Used to try to rap for the hell of it Hear the Bass thump from the trunk Like an elephant, It's evident I am in my element, 1920s elegance Fuck that other excrement We gon' set the precedent And show you something like you never heard Where lines are getting blurred And the rhymes are so absurd, yes sir Imma star that's yet to be observed And if you can't see that You can have your just desserts, but first Tell my haters they can suck a fucking dick Don't have a fuck to give And I probably never did Ever since I was a kid Knew the life that I would live If I had a wish, I'd be Tom Hanks in big I'm just tryna make it big And if I did, I'm taking everybody with me From my city up to Disney We don't ever do it Minnie Smoking like a chimney I'm tipsy off the whiskey You know I come hard like a stone out of your kidney Lord forgive me, but imma have to call you back Lost my faith in god, now lost my faith in rap I'm so god damn sad, that in this time we lack Any substance raps, on top of sampled tracks I'm going back to back to back I hurt my back and now I'm back I must attack, attack, attack I eat these beats up like a snack I need more racks on racks on racks I give no slack to all you whacks I need that stack of plaques I lack Till then, I gotta preach the facts Yeah Aye, yo Oliver Can you pass me that You know, truth be told It feels more like 1984 than 2020 nowadays Just check me, Uh If this the way we living our day to day Then maybe it's safe to say That nothing is safe to say Big Brother is in your phone He knows where you call home When nothing is unknown Your data is not your own Living life, is like riding a bike You never forget how But maybe you don't like it I'm not a psychic, I only speak the truth I'm not a side kick, I won't be saving you I gotta save myself but I need some fucking help My worsening mental health's the hardest card that I was dealt Way back when I was Twelve, I remember how it felt To wish I came from wealth, But we made it outta hell Yeah we made it outta hell and I guess that's what matters Start a new chapter, where we're climbing up the ladder My girl is a flapper, I'm just tryna keep it dapper We brought the twenties back But does depression come after? I'm asking for a friend
Writer(s): Austin Watts Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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