Good Time

Yeah, uh Call 'em up, like Pack up my bags (yeah), I know it's time to leave (uh) The show is over, it ended overseas (bye) Take them plaques down, it's time to move on (time) Call up my real family, it's time I go home (damn) No more changes (uh-huh), no more playlists (uh-huh) No more due dates (nah), no more fake shit (hey, but, uh) I miss runnin' 'round the city with ya, you know I cannot lie (you know I mean, though?) (?) A minute ago, you know I ain't that same guy (why?) I got a chain now, I got a lane now (bye) I changed my style up a while ago and it still hurt that we don't hang out Lost my tribe and gang now, yes, lil' bitch, and over payouts Art hurts, but it's worth it, my darlin', so please, won't you stay down? I'd do anything to keep you in my life Whatever you need, I got you forever (?) (Like, ride) And we said, "Forever" (but I guess) Forever don't last too long And we said, "Forever" (so it seems) Forever's only long as a song (don't go) May not see my brothers, yo Please don't test my brothers, yo Young as fuck, broke as fuck Sausage roll, gullible Corner store, gas me, though Askin' me what set we from But again, we young, we dumb Film videos 'til the sun get done Bitch, them was the good times Bitch, them was the good times Eat it in the hood Bitch, them was the good times Bitch, them was the good times Bitch, them was the good times Special in the hood Bitch, them was the good times It be so fucked up, I be doin' Zoom calls Talkin' with niggas 'bout personal shit I'm like, "Yo, make sure we filmin' this Keep the camera rollin'" That's a toxic relationship That's what our friendship turned into I turn everything into art --- Good Time - BROCKHAMPTON