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Gameboy
12
Hip-Hop/Rap
Gameboy was released on March 4, 2022 by Independent as a part of the album My God.
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AlbumMy God.
Release DateMarch 4, 2022
LabelIndependent
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chuckthespittah
Chuckthespittah
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
dmndstr.
dmndstr.
Composer, Lyrics
Charles Eddie Watkins
Charles Eddie Watkins
Composer, Lyrics

Lyrics

[Intro]
Who put that heart on my sleeve?
Who told y'all Chuck fell off 'cause she was slippery
Bruised up, bandage 'em up, I'm gone (Here we go)
[Verse 1]
Don't drown me in the romance
No heart in my body, I am programmed
Eat, fuck, eat, fuck, I'm a grown up
Grown man, still won't settle down 'cause it's more pussy
Bounce that, throw that, place that, slow jams
Fucking in nostalgia, baby, we is out here loving
I ain't trippin' 'bout nate, if it's problems, I'ma double 'em
Lost in a dream, I ain't tossing the key
It's a nightmare livin' 'lone, leave me a phone
Couple sex apps, some confidence crisis
And a nice list of my vices, no slumber
No love, we lustin', depression over mental comfort
The fever, the violent fighting with my alter ego
The leader of the end if I lose my feetin'
No treasure in the hunt for forever pleasure
Knock boots 'til the sole wearin' (Here we go)
[Chorus]
Fuck love, fuck it
I was quarterbackin', left replies in a bucket
I was charged up, only needed me in the covers
At the night time wasn't missing none of the discussions
I was charged up, soul's mad at me
World mad at me, I'm mad at me
But I smile, robot through the whole D-A-Y
Want a nut? D-I-Y, up like Wi-Fi (Here we go)
[Verse 2]
On my alley cat shit, cozy in the madness
Bitches still connected, slim up with a fat mwah
Perfect for attraction, sweet enough to die for
Better than the side door, but deep in head like canyons
Break me off like Chance ad, special kids with crayons
Bond with dad at nine-nine, fifteen after two a job
She like, "Is you done now?" Oh
Now the air done got disrespected, you thinking you got this handled
You don't, 'cause I overstep it, the bottom of line addressing
This shit is not sweet as candy, will have you outside protesting
Don't get me on boss level, start fucking without protection
This shit can get pregnant, iffy, could really draw line between us
Like right now, lead with violence in my step
Malice where I lay my head, got a hole in my chest
Feelings have pronounced dead, D.O.A., but she pressed down
Tried to make me breathe, no achievement
[Chorus]
Fuck love, fuck it
I was quarterbackin', left replies in a bucket
I was charged up, only needed me in the covers
At the night time wasn't missing none of the discussions
I was charged up, soul's mad at me
World mad at me, I'm mad at me
But I smile, robot through the whole D-A-Y
Want a nut? D-I-Y, up like Wi-Fi
[Verse 3]
Spread like coverage, numbers just risen up like they summoned
Don't got enough to give, so put some in
Talking surrounding cheers and assumptions
I'm thinking I'm more important than what I see when eyes open
Reflection dysmorphia, progress in alterations
But thankfully I am honest, so all this doubt I'm erasing
These bitches can't read more, no dragging me down, fuck with that
Stretching my legs, she ain't reading signs, so (Here we go)
[Outro]
Fuck love, fuck it
I was quarterbackin', left replies in a bucket
I was charged up, only needed me in the covers
At the night time wasn't missing none of the discussions
I was charged up, soul's mad at me
World mad at me, I'm mad at me
But I smile, robot through the whole D-A-Y
Want a nut? D-I-Y, you are not God
Written by: Charles Eddie Watkins, dmndstr.
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