Driveway Songtext
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Driveway Songtext
She kick me out I stayed parked in that driveway
Like the garage getting work done
Watching that rapper talk tough
Feel like he forcing BBs inside a squirt gun
Only folks I get jealous of is ones who get
Fucked up but it′s purely for fun
Thousands people say they love me
But not one them know me so it ain't worth nun
You paid for a feature then got carried
Paid your carrier like it′s T Mobile
I don't get love from the city like
Cousin Stizz Millyz but fuck it T global
I'm tryna make this bitch watch ′There Will Be Blood′
And she keep taking her phone out
If she paid close attention to Daniel
She'd see who′s next to her on this couch
Hospital bands in the trash can in my bathroom
Back keeping secrets 'cause I fucked up and
Told the world my secrets last June
I just realized that I′m one on one with nobody
By myself or in a packed room
That explains a lot to me, nobody can talk to me real
Plus I'm always leaving soon
She kick me out I stay parked in that driveway
Like the snow won′t let me pull out
I was high when I heard Bob Saget died
I smiled 'cause this ain't no Full House
Label wanted Charlie, Marcus wants NF
But I like my music blown out
G Herbo told me pull up
Got too fucked up on purpose ′cause I had self doubt
Hospital bands in the trashcan in my bedroom now
And I got my hair grown out
Whores in rotation like a fucking merry-go-round
Money come with fucking pheromones now
I was throwing parties in my house there′s pigs downstairs
Funny how we stare those down
I'm a daredevil and the devil dare those who know me
To bury temptations in a pair of gold trophies
Pair of gold trophies
Diamonds from Sierra Leone
I feel ′em on me
If you don't got any goals, it′s good 'cause ain′t no goalies
If they don't know where your home is
Are they really your homies?
She kicked me out I stay parked in that driveway
'Til that girl come back with intent
Honest I think we′ve all been cheated on
Some of us just ain′t catch the bitch yet
Like the garage getting work done
Watching that rapper talk tough
Feel like he forcing BBs inside a squirt gun
Only folks I get jealous of is ones who get
Fucked up but it′s purely for fun
Thousands people say they love me
But not one them know me so it ain't worth nun
You paid for a feature then got carried
Paid your carrier like it′s T Mobile
I don't get love from the city like
Cousin Stizz Millyz but fuck it T global
I'm tryna make this bitch watch ′There Will Be Blood′
And she keep taking her phone out
If she paid close attention to Daniel
She'd see who′s next to her on this couch
Hospital bands in the trash can in my bathroom
Back keeping secrets 'cause I fucked up and
Told the world my secrets last June
I just realized that I′m one on one with nobody
By myself or in a packed room
That explains a lot to me, nobody can talk to me real
Plus I'm always leaving soon
She kick me out I stay parked in that driveway
Like the snow won′t let me pull out
I was high when I heard Bob Saget died
I smiled 'cause this ain't no Full House
Label wanted Charlie, Marcus wants NF
But I like my music blown out
G Herbo told me pull up
Got too fucked up on purpose ′cause I had self doubt
Hospital bands in the trashcan in my bedroom now
And I got my hair grown out
Whores in rotation like a fucking merry-go-round
Money come with fucking pheromones now
I was throwing parties in my house there′s pigs downstairs
Funny how we stare those down
I'm a daredevil and the devil dare those who know me
To bury temptations in a pair of gold trophies
Pair of gold trophies
Diamonds from Sierra Leone
I feel ′em on me
If you don't got any goals, it′s good 'cause ain′t no goalies
If they don't know where your home is
Are they really your homies?
She kicked me out I stay parked in that driveway
'Til that girl come back with intent
Honest I think we′ve all been cheated on
Some of us just ain′t catch the bitch yet
Writer(s): Ben Goldberg Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

