Spend a little time looking for myself bruh
Navigating in my mind, now I be cashless
The pussy feel so fine, the blunt had me backed up
Psychedelics in my belly, I get it, I'm smashed up
Mary you still down? You around? I talk you up
You never tell me that you had enough
Shit it's so funny I'm shaped by your touch
F*ck, nigga this shit is too much
I've been alone in my head and I cuss at the world and these girls and these curls and these issues
I want something more than the lust
But I'm losing my head, just give some head, I think I'll be fine
Need to go get me a gig, I got no cash, I think I'm dying
All of your favourites are dead
Maybe it's time that I stop with the rhymes
All of my angels they said
They don't exist, why not just give it a try
See I'm Kaluuya with the way I fool ya
Get out my head now
Knew your Gucci was as fake as you were and all your friends now
All these stupid people ache to woo ya, I just want the bread now
I think it's unfair how, this just be might the end now
I smoked a low, you were holding thoughts you weren't telling me
So I done changed my flow to help you come stand under me
And understand that I don't need you or people loving me
Already hate myself what's a couple of more hundred G
What's a couple more hundred G
What's a couple more hundred G
My H20 flow gon' row the whole boat, f*ck
I'ma forgo my own emotions, shut
Up my whole dome I'm gone just hold still bruh
I'ma try light my mind with my fifth blunt
Honestly I'm an anomaly
I never wanna be something I gotta be
God is in front of me but he don't f*ck with me tell me that so many people are struggling
How am I gonna be someone who flutters him just cause my life is not going accordingly
Worryingly that didn't change any thoughts on him still he so flaky and I wish I fought with him, bitch
Hope you don't take too personally when I burst on the scene with my habits
You lie about your identity and and all of your f*cking baggage,
Throwing up hands for 21 savage
Still in the dark eating magic
Shakespearean tragic
Got Lucy in my attic
Rap Man Gavin - Daniel Kaluuya Lyrics
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Spend a little time looking for myself bruh
Navigating in my mind, now I be cashless
The pussy feel so fine, the blunt had me backed up
Psychedelics in my belly, I get it, I'm smashed up
Mary you still down? You around? I talk you up
You never tell me that you had enough
Shit it's so funny I'm shaped by your touch
F*ck, nigga this shit is too much
I've been alone in my head and I cuss at the world and these girls and these curls and these issues
I want something more than the lust
But I'm losing my head, just give some head, I think I'll be fine
Need to go get me a gig, I got no cash, I think I'm dying
All of your favourites are dead
Maybe it's time that I stop with the rhymes
All of my angels they said
They don't exist, why not just give it a try
See I'm Kaluuya with the way I fool ya
Get out my head now
Knew your Gucci was as fake as you were and all your friends now
All these stupid people ache to woo ya, I just want the bread now
I think it's unfair how, this just be might the end now
I smoked a low, you were holding thoughts you weren't telling me
So I done changed my flow to help you come stand under me
And understand that I don't need you or people loving me
Already hate myself what's a couple of more hundred G
What's a couple more hundred G
What's a couple more hundred G
My H20 flow gon' row the whole boat, f*ck
I'ma forgo my own emotions, shut
Up my whole dome I'm gone just hold still bruh
I'ma try light my mind with my fifth blunt
Honestly I'm an anomaly
I never wanna be something I gotta be
God is in front of me but he don't f*ck with me tell me that so many people are struggling
How am I gonna be someone who flutters him just cause my life is not going accordingly
Worryingly that didn't change any thoughts on him still he so flaky and I wish I fought with him, bitch
Hope you don't take too personally when I burst on the scene with my habits
You lie about your identity and and all of your f*cking baggage,
Throwing up hands for 21 savage
Still in the dark eating magic
Shakespearean tragic
Got Lucy in my attic
Navigating in my mind, now I be cashless
The pussy feel so fine, the blunt had me backed up
Psychedelics in my belly, I get it, I'm smashed up
Mary you still down? You around? I talk you up
You never tell me that you had enough
Shit it's so funny I'm shaped by your touch
F*ck, nigga this shit is too much
I've been alone in my head and I cuss at the world and these girls and these curls and these issues
I want something more than the lust
But I'm losing my head, just give some head, I think I'll be fine
Need to go get me a gig, I got no cash, I think I'm dying
All of your favourites are dead
Maybe it's time that I stop with the rhymes
All of my angels they said
They don't exist, why not just give it a try
See I'm Kaluuya with the way I fool ya
Get out my head now
Knew your Gucci was as fake as you were and all your friends now
All these stupid people ache to woo ya, I just want the bread now
I think it's unfair how, this just be might the end now
I smoked a low, you were holding thoughts you weren't telling me
So I done changed my flow to help you come stand under me
And understand that I don't need you or people loving me
Already hate myself what's a couple of more hundred G
What's a couple more hundred G
What's a couple more hundred G
My H20 flow gon' row the whole boat, f*ck
I'ma forgo my own emotions, shut
Up my whole dome I'm gone just hold still bruh
I'ma try light my mind with my fifth blunt
Honestly I'm an anomaly
I never wanna be something I gotta be
God is in front of me but he don't f*ck with me tell me that so many people are struggling
How am I gonna be someone who flutters him just cause my life is not going accordingly
Worryingly that didn't change any thoughts on him still he so flaky and I wish I fought with him, bitch
Hope you don't take too personally when I burst on the scene with my habits
You lie about your identity and and all of your f*cking baggage,
Throwing up hands for 21 savage
Still in the dark eating magic
Shakespearean tragic
Got Lucy in my attic
Writer: Gavin Pierce
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