Brockhampton – things can’t stay the same


It don’t make no difference
What you say about it
(Pardon the, uh, technical difficulties)

Summertime, I got my head out the window
Your car smell like weed, it’s that good Texas Indo
Back when nobody believed in me except for you
They don’t accept you, unless they get the dress for you
Technically speaking, this is making me bitter
I’m too high to focus, and my weed got the liquor
More committed like Simba
Send it straight to my liver
Send my name out in flames, and then it crash in the winter
I showed the boy and I checked out the same date
I signed in boy, and I logged out the same date
Oh, mmm, mmm, ayy
My OGs told me do my way
Texas boys, everything inside waits
Might upload the whole tape to MySpace
I like the music blown up, that’s just my taste
Keep the vinyl pack, get some blue grapes

Yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah

What do I want out in life, what do I bleed for?
So many shoulders, I can go and lean my head on
But I still smoke and crave respect from those who cheer on
Wish I could focus more on what I get my cheer from
Who really know you, who really love you? I wanna see
I gotta hit you for a mission and, yes, we outspeed
So many things to the high road to let the pain seep
I need to learn that life is not a one-way-street
Yeah, the ghost where Waco is, only time for takeout
Not a lot of room in this world, so keep your gate up
I’ll meet you in the driveway, call Matt out
With the lights on, bright for real, drive back out
Yeah, jet-lagged for pilots, only fly in the islands
Call them taxis, fine money gettin’ flouted
Green by the means, turn the envy by the thousand
Love to bring you down in the depths you drownin’

It don’t make no difference
What you say about it
No, no, things can’t stay the same

Brockhampton