歌词
WHEN I BALL - BROCKHAMPTON
Lyrics by：Matthew Champion/Alex O'Connor/Dominique Simpson/Russell "JOBA" Boring/Ian Simpson/Chad Hugo/Jeremiah Cobra/Baird Acheson
Composed by：Matthew Champion/Alex O'Connor/Dominique Simpson/Russell "JOBA" Boring/Ian Simpson/Chad Hugo/Jeremiah Cobra/Baird Acheson
Dom McLennon：
My momma said I didn't come into this world with tears
Instead I welcomed her with open eyes and open ears
Became the glue to a few things that couldn't be repaired
We saw a future in each other blending hope and fear
Some things you don't get to decide it's just the fate you share
I used to try to hold the weight that she would need to bear
Watched uncles going on vacation for a couple years
When they came back they needed clothes and had no souvenirs
I picked up the phone they callin' us from correction
But nothin' is wrong it's fillin' my heart with questions
My momma is home I'm followin' her expressions
A drop in her tone some things that she had to mention
I nodded I listened she had all of my attention
"When you on your own there's gonna be some directions
I need you to follow and never make an exception"
I nodded she held me and wished I would be protected
Joba/Kevin Abstract：
You always used to tell me
I could be anything I wanna be
But it's hard to see it's hard to be
You always used to tell me
I could be anything I wanna be
But it's hard to see it's hard to be
Matt Champion：
On my sucker-free s**t since I was a fetus
Pullin' up at the doc' in a Mazda six two six
And my dad was trippin' bad hit the gas like car chase
Light blue in the back momma gettin' late for pay
Dropped my sister at the bozo house was twenty-three
Sweat drippin' down the face side river runnin' free
Dark mornin' with the fog pourin' in and out the trees
Every movement through they eyes
Seem to zoom at lightspeed before me
She lost one still born tragedy
Grittin' her teeth down to the root pain like a cavity
Hold her hands like they glue radio channel on news
Valentine's with a X up on the calendar they knew
I would be a f**kin' baller like them posters on the wall
A little stain could be the beauty in it all
Amidst all the trouble most your luck was rubbin' off
Stickin' to you like moss you my Kate you my rock
Forever
Joba/Kevin Abstract：
You always used to tell me
I could be anything I wanna be
But it's hard to see it's hard to be
You always used to tell me
I could be anything I wanna be
But it's hard to see it's hard to be
With you
Joba：
Here I go I'm gonna spread my wings
All grown up like go and look at me
You'll always be
You'll always be
A part of me
A part of me
Here I go I'm gonna spread my wings
All grown up like go and look at me
You'll always be
You'll always be
A part of me
A part of me
That's why
A part of me a part of me
A part of me a part of me
A part of me a part of me
A part of me a part of me
That's why
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