[INTRODUCTION]
*Stuck With Me by The Neighbourhood*
[VERSE 1]
Waking up, hearing these voices in the halls
Now I got a 100 TROTB on my walls
Throwback to these nights when I was so down
But now on my forces, ain’t gon’ lose my balls
Son, ennemies tryna take pity out of me
‘Cause the vision, they can’t take it out of me
I can make it by myself, this how it has to be
I’ll make it when I’ll feel the follow spree, whoo
Someday I’mma catch the keys, go far
No bullets to reach me, strong car
Don’t ask me about those scars
You can’t see them, still I know where they are
Wandering to the west, while I’m born without an east
And if I’m a god, then these haters are the priests
Who am I? Where am I? I feel I’m losing myself
Like an old beast on the road to the feast
Sleeping on glaciers, drawing with my breath
I’m hot when it’s cold, second effect like meth
Cleaning the smoke that I kept in my lungs
From the days mom smoked, taste on our tongues
Man, cooking my songs, no fat on the spatula
I’ve been buried alive, I’m out, it’s miraculous
People now are outside, acting ravenous
So I stay in the dark, f*ck the light like it’s Dracula
sh*t
[BRIDGE]
Cooking my songs, no fat on the spatula
I’ve been buried alive, I’m out, it’s miraculous
People now are outside, acting ravenous
So I stay in the dark, f*ck the light like it’s Dracula, sh*t
Uh, uh, yeah
If we get lost, we'll be okay 'cause I know we'll find a way
If I ain't the host just know I'll never be the guest
And I let you guess the sh*t I'mma be wearing on my chest
Uh, we might get lost in the moment
We might get lost in the moment
[VERSE 2]
The crowd is all about the screens, I’m all about the fireworks
And when every lights are off, I’m the one shining in the murk
I dare you to lurk the dirk and the smirk that you keep on your face
This place ain’t a cirque, and I don’t wanna irk you but I’mma go berserk
Life is all about the chase
The paper, I wanna keep it on me
The freedom, we gon’ feel it homie
This ain’t no side to side, welcome to our tribe
We got a special vibe that you can’t describe
The paper, I wanna keep it on me
The freedom, we gon’ feel it homie
This ain’t no side to side, welcome to our tribe
We got a special vibe that you can’t describe
I need money for my mama
I ain't looking for no drama
I can tell about the time that I lost
I don't like to say I shoulda
So I rather say I coulda
In the moment, we better get lost
I need money for my mama
I ain't looking for no drama
I can tell about the time that I lost
I don't like to say I shoulda
So I rather say I coulda
In the moment, we better get lost
[OUTRO]
Get lost, yeah
Get lost