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brockhampton - stay the fuck away (hungry*) lyrics

[verse 1: kevin abstract]
boy went home, boy made it to the news
boy went home, still dealing with family blues
family feuds is the fuel that i would use
to pursue the music that these kids hinge to
devil wears cargos, devil won’t [?] though
commas by my bedside, drinking, i feel shiloh
my bl++dy hand drip as i scroll through the bible
this is just me documenting my survival
survival, h+llo america
i still feel like all these motherf+ckers ain’t hearing us
tryna be like one direction help me get thе perfect hair ’cause
look around, wеll ain’t n0body scared of us
that sh+t got played out, that sh+t was wearing me down
lamest around, the bread was coming in
helping my family out, my mind needs medicine
so sh+t, if we all tryna crank a f+ckin’ hit out?
sh+t the money stupid, now i’m searching for the truth
two still f+ck through my plate for a loot[?]
my beard got long and my problems did too
yellin’ southside while i got my head up out the roof
comin’ out the woodwork hungry
you boys look so thirsty, ain’t you bout 40?
shoulda had a plan, get your dirty fingers off me
ain’t n0body tried to help me out when i was starvin’
lookin’ like a martian, still ain’t f+ck target
shopping at marshalls
got poppin and we turned into some targets
we was smoking future just for sh+t to hit the hardest
crib smell like chronic, memories hypnotic
need me a partner up here in the valley
feel like chris farley, hollywood so toxic
don’t get me started the homies work hardest
[verse 2: bearface]
these people can’t hold me back
these b+tches can’t lock me in
rude motherf+ckers wanna see me washed up
bury me in this life of sin
ooo, these people wanna count me out
my patience is wearing thin
witness this, no jehovah
they statement when we win
my strum make the gun go stutter, stutter
think that you better, i’m better, i’m better
ian got a wrist getting wetter, and wetter
fridays yeah we sellin’ we sellin’
talk with the thugs they yellin’ they yellin’
if you talk money, better be at least seven
pray for the heavens, let these people go to heaven
ain’t n0body ready for the sh+t that we singin’

[verse 3: kevin abstract]
way that we+
pardon me brother, i’m counting my blessings
[?]
i’m rowdy i’m reckless, we don’t need detection
all in them mornings i missed out on breakfast
i don’t like flexin’, the threesomes get messy
but that’s all life for me, you ain’t with the police
don’t really know me, get off me
i do not copy unless it inspire me
change my environment i miss kauai b+tch
i miss my life [?]
not the i inspire b+tch, and i admire b+tch
making me smile b+tch, changing my life
changing my life
changing my life
changing my life
[chorus: kevin abstract]
yeah yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah, stay the f+ck away
yeah yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah, stay the f+ck away

- brockhampton lyrics

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