Testo Bubbles - Grifdorf
Testo della canzone Bubbles (Grifdorf), tratta dall'album Griftape
[INTRO]
GOOD MORNING
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
WELCOME TO THE "GRIFTAPE"
GO
[VERSE 1: GRIFDORF]
This is what my brain sound like
When I'm tryna figure out what's right
Gotta put it on the mic, on the mic
Do it now, can't wait till tonight
Gotta let 'em know, give 'em a show
Even though they ain't owed nothing
But I just wanna make 'em bounce and dance or something
More important is your stance before you running
This about music, I ain't in it for the stunting
I ain't fronting, sometimes I like to dress up
Cardigan with the blue sparkles shoes, yup
Y'all ain't ever seen a fly boy like me
High voice, high eyes, and on a high beam
But Ima stay real and give y'all the real deal
Tryna stay focused on the big wheels
I'm still unemployed and waking up too late
Gotta make this music work, cuz I don't wanna suffer the fate
Of a normal life
I guess that ain't bad right
I just feel like I got so much to share like
All in my body I feel this positive light
Hope everybody can just get along tonight
Get along tonight
[HOOK // Chorus: GRIFDORF]
BUBBLES POP
I'm saying BUBBLES POP
BUBBLES POP
[INTERLUDE: Childish Gambino]
All bubbles pop
Every ends, like the universe will pop
Like, like, yeah, yeah
[VERSE 2: GRIFDORF]
Sooner than you think I'm gonna change my life
I'm bout to take these ideas and run for the hills at night
While I'm screaming, explaining all my demons
Still no one listens, what the fuck am I missing
Uh, can't be nothing but honest
Can never be anything but myself, that's a promise
Little nerdy ass hiphop kid with the SpongeBob lunchbox
Sweats and a beanie on the lid, blue hoodie
Got a lisp like Sid, but he confident
Cuz he got that nerdy ass swag rocking it
Then Covid hit, and he lost his shit
Where'd my mind go, always saying I don't know, but I don't know
Where to go
But no one knows
If they say they do, call 'em Pinocchio
Gotta keep my glow, do it my way
Scared of crashing, why I just started driving on the highway
Not high enough for this
Endless search for bliss
Still looking for kisses
Always been wishing
Ya only got one life
Man, I can't miss this
Man I can't miss this
I won't miss this, cuz I got the passion and the drive
Ambition and as long as I'm alive
I'll do this shit till I die
I be writing rhymes in my sleep
Fuck all that counting sheep, yo, put on a beat
Ain't no such thing as defeat
Just another way to get up and stretch your feet
Praying that my Grandpas make it out the hospital
Plus my Mom got a heart thing, this shit ain't topical
Scared they gonna go belly up
Could probably collect all my tears in a clear cup
So you can see the pain and the fear close and yup
I'm still eating waffles on my bed, over here, feeling stuck, mother fuck
Switched the topic cuz I started feeling sweaty
Hands start shaking, brain get heavy
But we make it through each moment with levity
Thank her highness above that she showed me melodies
[OUTRO: Izzie Ortiz, GRIFDORF]
Yo this is Iz Ortiz
Iz-iz-izstagram69
And you're listening to the "GRIFTAPE"
Can we stop and get some chicken, I'm fucking hungry
Stop the car, right now
Credits
Writer(s): Griffin Christopher Jones, Michael Tyler Smith
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