Bungalo - This and That

Figure eights and spirals occupy the space
Dirty like a lawyer how I talk behind my face
Ego on my side like a pistol with no safety
Ooo I think I need some time to realize placement
Two times
Way too much for me to raise the stakes

Worried bout my health
Way I spit this shit it's like I'm talking to myself
Lately I've been thinking bout some things I wish I felt
They saying it's me but they should pick somebody else
Somebody else yeah
Worried bout my health
Way I spit this shit it's like I'm talking to myself
Lately I've been thinking bout some things I wish I felt
They saying it's me but they should pick somebody else
Somebody else
Rich in spirit not in wealth
Made it out the mud with the hand that I was dealt
Never wanted nothing, maybe just a little help
Man they got me pulling all the cards out from my belt
This bitch is pelt

She talkin' bout the this and the that and what have you
I been holding on like cliffhangers on a snag tooth
I know it's taboo, you can hit my line
Mirrors looking past you, frozen in time

When I'm rollin' up, you know I'm rollin' where the fiends at
Greened out on the gas, askin' where the lean at
Lightweight, you ain tight, askin where the beam at
Pray at night, wake up in the mornin' hope you see right
Goin left, goin down under on the street lights
Walk correct, check ya neck, holdin' on 'em chains tight
Flames might burn up in the space in front ya face I
Feel no shame take no blame, ruin all her dreams
Dont come around me like we friends, I don't even know you
I ain't livin' lavish but I ain't humble lemme show you
I ain't owe 'em shit but I'm in debt to the old me
I'm burnin', these hoes in my dm's got my fuckin stomach turnin'
Hopefully the perkies in my system get to working
I'm focused on the vision way too much the road is broken
The road is broken, It's broken broken
I'm choking choking, I'm choking choking

Figure eights and spirals occupy the space
Dirty like a lawyer how I talk behind my face
Ego on my side like a pistol with no safety
Ooo I think I need some time to realize placement
Two times
Way too much for me to raise the stakes

This Something that sound like what you told me
Wrist golden
Boldly
Don't reach for old shit coldly
Posed with, roses and stories
Of letting it breathe
I'm at the bottom of the thought that keeps my fingers asleep
Tunnel these sins underneath here
I'm part apart of it
Trip to lost causes and the start of it
Awful that
All of it
Its harder that its nothing to prove
The moss is perfect for the landing and the way that we do

Written by:
Christian Termine, Daniel Lee, Jacob Ramos, Jon Kim, Liam Burke

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