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Victor Roberts

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What Are The Lyrics For Victor Roberts By BROCKHAMPTON?
My fuckin' Power Rangers couldn't protect me from that LAPD kick door
Motel, pig-pork Swim through the living room, straight to the bedroom, lookin' for bricked dope My poppa lookin' at my momma lookin' at that closet like, "There that shit go" Two kis in the dump, ten K with the mustard A whole family and no buster, this don't add up My padre facin' them three strikes And my momma just smacked the pipe Crack smoke, got crashed Tight, this shit still bad 'Cause the boys peeped a brillo pad and some glass tucked And it's lookin' like my parents was up in here runnin' off through that stash dump But the fact, crack different than coke Plus the smoke wasn't close enough to choke me Lowered scrutiny so mom could kick big facts for bruh The truth is we held the bag for this kid we took in Tryna part with his old ways, maybe we all mistook him 'Cause I knew something was fucked up when he said "Don't open or look in this here satchel That I'll be back for in just a couple of minutes" Then hella hours later, like do I cook dinner now or later? Worried about cold food for a cold fool Motherfucker put my family in danger I blame myself, pardon my anger I never looked inside his stuff So he never really needed to hide his stuff When you showed me what was really inside this stuff I never had a clue Now I know as police, you gotta do what you gotta do But this my family, all I got us, my nigga My own mother just shot at us, my nigga This is why we here And I don't f*ck with niggas I don't know But I had s heart to help this kid in danger, tears in anger Gemini gettin' violently Police silence don't help anxiety My daddy's priors tame all of his wildin' All of these pilots, not one of them flyin' Y'all planning on trying? This flight is diving, nose tucked Popo stuck, play your part All of this commotion and neighbors listenin' like, "Oh f*ck" Shit finna spark All this emotion, need a decision made with some heart 'Cause ours is broken, they tryna lock the third notch on my Pops choker, this shit ain't kosher Moms is over, if CPS get sent them pages I ain't gon' see my parents for ages All this erosion, no more protection Shit don't feel safe What graduation? What degrees? What dissertations? What imagination? Imagine my whole world taken away from me All over some basic misconstrued melodies My heart racin', clutchin' my red Ranger, pacin' I can barely breathe Mister policeman Told policeman We got what we need Just let 'em be Thank God for my bitches still sticking with me Thank God, when I talk, I know you listen to me Thank God that I'm built for the distance Thank God for me, thank God for me Thank God for my bitches still sticking with me Thank God, when I talk, I know you listen to me Thank God that I'm built for the distance Thank God for me, thank God for me And if you're hurting, love yourself with my heart And if you're hurting, love yourself with my heart Thank God for my bitches still sticking with me Thank God, when I talk, I know you listen to me Thank God that I'm built for the distance Thank God for me, thank God for me Thank God for my bitches still sticking with me Thank God, when I talk, I know you listen to me Thank God that I'm built for the distance Thank God for me, thank God for me Thank God for me, thank God for me Thank God for me Thank God for me, thank God for me Thank God for me Oh, oh |
Who Wrote Victor Roberts By BROCKHAMPTON?
Ciaran Mcdonald, Clifford Simpson, Jabari Manwarring, Romil Hemnani, Ryan Beatty, Victor Roberts
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