GODDAMN* lyrics
by Ryan Beatty
Lyrics from Snippet
[Intro: KRS-One]
Of course all the hardcore heads
This one goes out to you
Crank up the volume one time
Peace to all the real DJs out there
Cause I don't send my music to no garbage DJs
They get me
[Intro: DJ Bobbito Garcia]
Pardon the, uh, technical difficulties
[Chorus: Ryan Beatty]
God damn, here I am with my anxious heart and not again
I can't fly, you just wanted everything
How could I? I couldn't give you everything
[Verse: Matt Champion]
f*ck this humble sh*t, I'm 'bout to run it like a track star
No introduction b*tch, I'm 'bout to go that hard
Champion, got the goggles after finals
Sprayin' champagne, askin', "Where the f*ck the cork goes?"
Mouths like flamethrowers, down South, all blow
Comin' for the throat like that lil' b*tch was down on all fours
Moncler on toes, from the dust I rose
Walkin' on the air, guess the gravity's what I oppose
Hatin' ass dog, gettin' back up on your tip toes
I done seen a lot of y'all worked at Kinko's
I been goin' every night, tryna strike gold
We been itching' for that feelin' like a blown nose
In the kitchen, whippin', flippin' 'til the stove blows
Still a student, I am fluent far as prose goes
Five years ago, nothing, not sh*t
Five years later, five hundred K, just to spit
And I still can't believe that I ain't done talkin' my sh*t
I know your ass ain't heard of me
I ain't stopping' 'til I die, just occurred to me
Mo' money, mo' problems, f*ck the other ninety nine
Just turned twenty-five and I ain't even in my prime
[Chorus: Ryan Beatty]
God damn, here I am with my anxious heart and not again
I can't fly, you just wanted everything
How could I? I couldn't give you everything
God damn, here I am with my anxious heart and not again
I can't fly, you just wanted everything
How could I? I couldn't give you everything
Yeah
[Outro: Dom McLennon]
Regardless if you f*cking know their name or not
BROCKHAMPTON is a household name, my n*gga
Like it or not, it don't matter if you like it
I know that, [?]
Every little sugar
Oh, honeysuckle it
Woo, a crazy expression of happiness
Boy, you couldn't be
If a thousand roses
Just wanna [?]
[?]
These are in the making