Earl SweatshirtEarl Sweatshirt – Burgundy lyrics
[Verse 1: Earl]
My grandmas passin
But Im too busy tryin
To get this fuckin album crackin to see her
So I apologize in advance if anything should happen
And my priorities fucked up, I know it
And Im afraid Im gonna blow it
And all them expectations raising
Because daddy was a poet, right?
Talk all you want Im takin no advice
Nigga, Im about to relish in this anguish
Im stressin over payment
So dont tell me that I made it
Only relatively famous in the midst of a tornado
Misfitted, Im Clark Gable, Im not stable
Abrasive as fuck and they all pay me
Im chucklin, cross-faded in public
Heart racin so blood is leaked
Like I dont give a fuck again, right?
[Verse 2: Vince]
I dont fuck with too much of yalls shit
Judging by the pants and the mall grip
Gully, in the vans with the dark tints
Of a start-shit type nigga
Night life livin
Ridin in the jeep, Imma side-swipe niggas
Whats your life like? Its aiight nigga
Hammer in the left, Freddie whats the price of it?
Ridin with the whip and I aint got the license for it
Jills got em livin like my life is golden
Sittin on my sofa feeling high and dormant
If we could smoke another one, while Mike records it
Pass it to you, what the fuck you starin at?
Acting like youve never seen a piece of scared cat
Bars hotter than the blocks we be at
Stunt on these niggas, they flop like Divac
See that nigga?
For the time being, see that nigga?
For the time being, Imma be that nigga
Believe that nigga, you see that nigga?
For the time being Imma be that nigga
Believe that, nigga
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