Junky – Brockhampton lyrics

Junky – Brockhampton lyrics

Lyrics Brockhampton – Junky

I spit my heart out, lookin’ out for my best interests
He gave me good head, peepin’ out while the windows tinted
I speak in tongues, and I arrive without a damn mention
It’s kinda sick and I was born in 1996 and
1999 the only year that I remember
I slip through the cracks without havin’ a damn temper
I bleach my hair because these bitches all about they bitchin’
I say s**t when I rap and y’all niggas barely listen
I do the most for the culture, nigga, by just existing
Delete my tweets ’cause I’m ashamed of being a f*ckin’ Simpson
I told my mom I was gay, why the f*ck she ain’t listen?
I signed a pub deal and her opinion f*ckin’ disappearin’
I’m payin’ bills for my sister and tryna f**d her business
Is it homophobic to only hook up with straight niggas?
You know, like closet niggas, masc-type
Why don’t you take that mask off? That’s the thought I had last night
Why you always rap about bein’ gay?
‘Cause not enough niggas rappin’ be gay
Where I come from niggas get called “faggot” and killed
So I’ma get head from a nigga right here
And they can come and cut my hand off and
And my legs off and
And I’ma still be a boss ’til my head go, yeahhh.(junky)

Friendly meal, cop and steal, all my niggas down
Twistin’ on the truth, tired and crack inside
Friendly meal, cop and steal, all my niggas down
Twistin’ on the truth, tired and crack inside
Friendly, friendly, friendly steal, all my niggas down
Twistin’ on the truth, tired and crack, crack, crack
Friendly meal, cop and steal, all my niggas down
Twistin’ on the truth, tired and crack.

I don’t trust nobody ’cause they don’t deserve it
Niggas run in your house, they know you doin’ dirty
I got my hand on an ounce so now I got money servin’
I just bought me a fifth and now I’m speedin’, swervin’
I took a eight of them shrooms and now I’m hearin’ voices
I took like two of them pills, I can’t remember nothing
I ain’t under control, I’m losing motor function
I need a intervention, I need an exorcism
I need a therapist, paranoia and drug addiction
It’s very scary, my momma don’t even recognise me
I’m goin’ crazy, don’t need nobody to say they love me
My acts of desperation, I’m on an empty stomach
So f*ck the consequences, I ain’t runnin’ from them.

Feelin’ like a goner
Put my life in locker
Hotbox in the Hummer
Hotbox in the summer
If I had the option, I would do it all again
If I had the option, I would do it all again
I just wanna feel like I did the right program
I just want to appeal to my dad and my cousins (again)
When I cut that feel I do nothing but diplomas
Love is going, bet you didn’t do it by your lonesome
So I forgive my mommy, daddy, auntie and my uncles
For guilt-tripping feelings whenever they call my number
They see men dream, they see men fallin’
But in my dreams, I’m smashing on a lana.

Both pessimistic, drug addicted, caught in our feelings
We spit venom then stare at the ceiling wondering why
My mom’s no alcoholic, she just wanna drown her sorrows
Love her to death and soon enough I’ll give back all I borrowed
Both so submissive, take turns dominating, the light has been faded
This hate-fueled love, we don’t fake it, no giving, just taking.

I took some steps to be a bigger person
I should’ve thrown ya off the highway to cause swerving
Ain’t no burden, ain’t no sermon, ain’t no motherf*ckin’ black
I hate these hospitals and police and the smell of death, all that
I hate these shady folk that want a ladylike versuri-lyrics.info
But don’t treat lady right, but they be sayin’ like “just the tip”
And, yeah, you mad ’cause she ain’t f*ck, mad ’cause she ain’t suck
Beat your a*s before you got time to say “why not?”
Here to catch ya slip up, wish you could just rewind
Time to not f*ck up, thought you were just lucked up
Where the respect? Is your a*s human?
I look you in your eyes, say “f*ck you, are you f*ckin’ stupid?”
Respect my mother, ‘spect my sister, ‘spect these women, boy
I get my 99, I don’t own one, hit the store to blow your brains off
Better hope my aim off
Better hope the range off
Better hope my tame off
Before I blow your brains off, boy.(junky)

Uh, no hands with the stunts
Jump off the roof like I do what I want
All of my life I’ma pass with no harm
And I’m sad that my future beginning
And top my ambition
Then I’m alone in my room, I ain’t trippin’
I’m on a mission
Every time that I speak they ain’t skippin’
Turn my inspiration to a vision, that’s a given
I’m slippinnn’.(junky)
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