I Hope You Find Your Way Home
کاور آهنگ I Hope You Find Your Way Home از Tyler, The Creator

I Hope You Find Your Way Home

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I hope you find your way home

I hope you find your way home

I hope you find your way home

I hope you find your way home

I'm slippin', I'm slippin', I'm slippin', I'm slippin', I need a hand

Can you squeeze the man?

My shit's spinnin' and spinnin' and spinnin' like a ceiling fan

No alcohol, no pill in hand

My only vice is them sweets and them wheels I spin

You better calm that down

'Fore that nigga pop that round

Into your will not be found

Hot, hot glue with my palm like, ooh, Spider-Man

Velcro, nigga, I'm not you

I almost had a mini-me, I wasn't ready

And she wanted it with me, I'm talkin' heavy

Then we had to guarantee, ain't no confetti

Four million on that car, that's not a Chevy

See, that's my interest

So as of now, raisin' a child is not on my wish list

Neither is bein' a safety net for bitches

I'm too selfish, contradiction

Maybe I should before I'm too old and washed up like dishes

Never bite tongue 'til the tooth sore

If you was gon' apologize, fuck you shoot for? (Phew-phew)

When I pop out, they say "Ooh, lord"

No Met Gala, but I'm everybody mood board

I did a whole collection, collection from Paris

They ain't even send me the collection to wear it

I'm so embarrassed, but happy that it happened

Fuck what you heard, I ain't coon, I ain't tappin'

Always some corn for you niggas who ain't cappin', haters

Always ride another nigga wave, you a sailor

You could never moonwalk in my Chuck Taylors, brodie

You niggas is jabronis

I'm from the city where they ran up in Saucony's

31 zeroes, shit thirsty (yuck)

Bitch sue for a mil', tryna work me

Settled at a mil' 'cause that mil' couldn't hurt me (ugh)

It didn't hurt me (ugh), nah, it ain't hurt shit (ugh)

Sip the motherfuckin' water, did a backflip

And if I shoot the club up, it's a black bitch

Hold the play by myself, I ain't pack shit

Yeah, eatin' candied yams and some catfish

Yeah, that rich, fuck what you heard

I'm that nigga and I'm that bitch

I hope you find your way home

Real shit

I'm proud of you

I'm proud of you, bro

Like, you just never cease to amaze me

Like, you just-

There's no words to express how I feel

Do your thing, just keep, keep shining

I hope you find your way home

Yeah

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