Groundhog Day lyrics

by

Wale


[Intro]
I know since I got my deal and sh*t got real
I ain't been the easiest n*gga to deal with
I'm heavily flawed!
But far from a false prophet
I'm a muf*cking honorable Folarin
Cassius, Muhammad, McGregor, Conor of these rap artists
Why you talking?

Muf*cking Groundhog's Day

[Verse]
The most highly underrated of my generation
Behind them crooked smiles n*ggas neglect to embrace me
Respect is in order now, my liquor is more to y'all
You throwing little shots, we catching some cases

Lot of n*ggas hate to love me or they love to hate me
Labeled as reckless and crazy by my record label
Doctors say it's bipolar disorder, he diagnosing me wrong
It's obviously depressing counting blue faces

Hey, here go that real sh*t
Battling anxiety and privately them percocets
Purchased like 30 of them, murdered them in like 30 hours

Weight of the world on my shoulders bet I military press
I remember me and Cole would open for Hov
Everyday a star is born, I guess I died in the womb
I ain't make it on Blueprint, so made me a blueprint

You got you a nice watch, my minutes was finished
I was lost at Interscope

Contemplating on copping a block from Benning Road
Thoughts of suicide cause who gon' want you alive
When n*ggas you used to ride with cry with all that high sh*t
Talking down in they interviews, I ain't forget that Scott

Only difference is I didn't get no sympathy calls to get back up
I just heard a song about me on a hip-hop blog from a kid I know
Some n*ggas say a hip-hop God
It hit home cause there's some truth, this I know

This a cycle, I get psycho when sh*t get dark
Boy when sh*t get dark

Like Laurene Powell I've gotten married to a job
I drop my jewels, spit my bars, I get mine off, I be p*ssed off
Should get more props but still I
Pimp hard, drink hard liquor to forget my thoughts

Push 3 buttons I make the joint spin, Balrog (hey)
Hoes say I'm the realest, most hated on Twitter
Not to cause a situation
But what side of my biracial friends call me they n*gga?
Forget it, I'm jih tripping

But my skin is made of chocolate, a copper's bullets is diabetic
My mind busy, I'm sad daily though I deal with it
My therapist terrible, I'm a terrapin, mellow trembling
Real subtle though

Tell them n*ggas SHINE coming, they in trouble though
I love my brother though, I love my brother though
That's why it's rest in peace to Tommy, we still bumping Cole
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