HONEY
BROCKHAMPTON
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My arms are always open Your fears always rollin' In the deep and you can't control it What you want What you want, emotion? My arms are always open Your fears always rollin' In the deep and you can't control it What you want What you want, emotion? I need a step out with no frustration I need a permanent getaway vacation They got a permanent hit-list, my nigga A million reasons to get rich, my nigga 50 did it right I could've been homeless I thought I moved too often, just for the summer I could've been homeless Before I had to go, I had a course A million reasons to get rich, my nigga A million reasons to get rich, my nigga A million reasons to get rich, my nigga My people still dry snitchin' whenever they touch the mic That's what happens when a therapist isn't somewhere in sight Take flight Never lean to the left or the right 'Cause they turn the other cheek when our niggas start to die When our women start to die When our children start to die I don't feel the empathy We been displaced too many times Every summer in this city start to feel like Columbine 'Cause you gotta get yours And I gotta get mine One time for the paragon to the paradigm When you underground they can only try to undermine Use the track as a gymnasium to get into the stadium They couldn't match my alien I'm glowing like Uranium One time for the— one time— One time— nigga, one time— nigga One time— nigga, one t— Nigga (yes) nigga, nigga (yes) A million reasons to get rich, my nigga 50 did it right, 50 did it right (yes) Wish I could call every successful black rapper for advice How the f*ck do I make this shit last my whole life? (yes) What if they don't want to come to the concert tonight? (yes) (Yes, yes) Nigga (yes) nigga, nigga (yes), nigga (Oh) Tuggin' on my pinky ring (yes) Smelling like chrysanthemum I just want that, I just want that, I just want that, I just want that (Oh) Tuggin' on my pinky ring (yes) Smelling like chrysanthemum I just want that, I just want that, I just want that, I just want that (Oh) Tuggin' on my pinky ring (yes) Smelling like chrysanthemum I just want that, I just want that, I just want that, I just want that All my jewelry, and all my niggas (yes) All my jewelry, and all my niggas got that, yeah (yes) Ooh, ooh (yes, yes) And you know I got it (yes) Just give me what I need (yes, yes)
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Written by: Beyonce Knowles, Christopher Stewart, Clifford Simpson, Dominique Simpson, Matthew Champion, Romil Hemnani, Terius Nash, William Wood
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