Foreigner lyrics
by glaive
[Intro]
I could tell you how I feel, but for some reason, I don't
I could tell you how I feel, but for some reason, I won't
I ain't trippin' 'bout no— get to trippin' bout the bros
Spent a thousand on this coat, this sh*t is foreign to ya
[Chorus]
We in the hills so much, we look foreign, uh
And every time I'm back home, they think I'm foreign here
The funny part is that I'm from Florida
Tattoos on both my hands, my money goin' up
[Verse]
To some kids back home, I'm Jesus Christ to them
And if they saw me die, they'd think I'd rise again
They think the life I live is the life for them
If anybody is there, I might die for them (For real)
For real
For real
But for real, we look like tourists, huh
I'm like a kid again, I cannot open up
Been in some Truey jeans
Just like a, just like a
[Bridge]
Just like a, just like a
Just like a foreigner
Just like a, just like a
Just like a foreigner
Just like a, just like a
Just like a foreigner
Just like a, just like a
Just like a foreigner
[Chorus]
It's like— a foreigner
And every time I'm back home, they think I'm foreign here
The funny part is that I'm from Florida
Tattoos on both my hands, my money goin' up