[Intro]I'm flying[Verse 1]Man made the Web, you don't need a nameMan made of faults, I ain't too ashamedEvery thought I had, put it in a boxEverybody see it just before the copsTrolling, trolling, trolling these niggasRick Rolling these niggas, they mad cause they don't know any better"Hold up, it's the kid, quick, tell him he can't sit with us"Fuck it, got money, bought friends like I'm TBSVVS, I can see it all with the clarityReal deep, hope they dig a nigga 'fore they bury meEven though, we were told to go where they wouldn't goHella slow, that's that dial up, watch it pile up[Bridge] x4Andrew AuernheimerPulling on her weave, it's that Andrew Auernheimer(Scratching)[Verse 2]We are the dreams of our parents lost in the futureWho hide the deepest desires and wear a mask like a lucha-Door open, we were smoking in the hotelThe vapors went through the hallway, the manager pissed as hellI mean where's the line between Donnie G and Gambino?He hang with girls like he Lena, but needed some time to re-upTequila in the cantina, 30 dollars I swallowedThe salsa so malo then she said "You need to grow upYou been doing this for too longThat Camp was a million years ago, sing me a different song"Whether you're trolling or controlling, just a reminderYou think you get it, you don't, it's the Andrew Auernheimer, I'm gone...[Verse 3]Now I'm back, give a fuck or give 'em hell, just not a chance to reactTyler Durden this burden, hurting, they said there was curtainsCertain demise, look in his eyes, the pain inadvertentI could've stayed where I was and have a life you'd be proud ofBut I'd rather chase things never thought ofIt was all love, saying "Go hard"Making dope, it's a trap, Ackbar backfiredPanic dreams, so it seems we're meant to dieI had to figure it out; "It's the best," no, that's a lieHad to get some stuff off my chest, I vaporizedHigh on my own, it took time to realizeBecause the Internet, mistakes are foreverBut if we fuck up on this journey, at least we're togetherMan, I wish I could go back and tell that kid it's make-believeMake 'em believe in themselves, people who needed my helpFeelings I felt, keeling myselfNo one's ever been this lostI just get the information retweet it or say it sucksI just got the motivation, your talent's just a bunch of luckHard work and dedication, but lately it's run amokWaking up in these places I don't rememberTexts from people I never met, doors left open(Who are you? Don't do it. Who are you?)I don't know who I am anymore[Bridge]Still on the beat thoughStill in the game, but he moves with a cheat codeSlowest connection ever, my life inside a computerThem bands that'll make 'em dance, my wallet's LollapaloozaThe violence, first-person shooterFirst person to move, first person to speakMy mils aren't meek, they scream in the streetsLosing my frame of reference, these pieces of shit for breakfastFunny the day you born that's really your death sentence[Verse 4]I met this girl at a dinner, we conversatingShe beautiful in the face, but her voice is truly amazingPlus she write her own shit, becoming so close knitSmoke up and talk in the evening, she helping me focusNo Anna Nicole Smith, she getting hersNiggas take her props like a musical live and learnShe say she feel alone all the time, I'm similarI meet her in my dreams on the moon, I visit herEvery night I text her "I wanna solve the world, I think I need your help"She text me "How you gon' trust somebody when you don't trust yourself?"I mean she right though, 45 like a light-bulbAnd I could've died like my iPhone, but I kept going like a psychoAnd I took chance like a dice roll, dropping jewels like it's pubertyWrote a note on the glass: "You see what these labels do to me?"Texts said, "I'm wet"; I said, "Hold up, wait up a minute"H2O plus my D, that's my hood, I'm living in itNever forget this feeling, never gonna reach a millionEventually all my followers realize they don't need a leaderStay on your own shit, fuck what these clones thinkJust remember that you the shit, but act like it don't stinkWe were childish but had to grow upWhen you spitting real shit eventually you throw upRealities like allergies, I'm afraid to go nutsLife's the biggest troll but the joke is on usYeah, the joke's you showed up[Outro]You're here now. You have to help meYou have to help meI need you. You have to help meYou have to help meYou have to help mePlease help mePlease help mePleasePlease help mePlease
Songs by Childish Gambino
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