Correction Lyrics Twisted by Brockhampton

Featuring(s) : Ryan Beatty & Christian Alexander

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[DJ Bobbito Garcia]
Pardon the, uh, technical difficulties

[Kevin Abstract]
Some days I just don't feel it (Don't feel it)
Some days I want my days to pass right by and change my spirits (Yeah)
Your hatin' make me fearless (Me fearless)
If it do not make me happy or bread
Then, dawg, well, I just can't deal with it (Deal with it)
Swear to God I'm 'bout my business (My business, yeah)
Got both of these boys kissin' (Straight kissin')
These drinks, they got me spinnin' (Spinnin')
These boys, the ways they twistin' up my words for months
Yeah, they said I was missin'
Man, the world ain't out to get ya
They just tryna dismiss ya, 'miss ya, 'miss ya

They keep twistin' up my words, shawty (Yeah)
Got me stuck right in the dirt, shawty (Yeah)
All day, all night, I worry, shawty like (It's like a luxury suite with the marble floors)
Shawty like, shawty like (Yeah, ooh)
They keep twistin' up my words, shawty (Yeah)
Got me stuck right in the dirt, shawty (Ooh, fun)
I think all night, I worry, shawty like
Shawty like, shawty like (It's like a luxury suite with the marble floors)

[Jabari Manwa]
You will never know when I die (Ayy)
There you go twistin' my words
You don't gotta do this he said, she said, 'cause I don't give a f*ck (Uh)
You don't got a mark inside (Uh)
You ain't gotta be in my world (Uh)
You don't gotta do this he said, she said, 'cause I don't give a f*ck
(Know what I said, know what I said)
Stay ridin' 'round with my team, we don't give a f*ck
I keep my space arranged, I don't give a f*ck
They don't wanna see me clean, I already know what's up

[Christian Alexander]
Yeah, okay, yeah
My attention span is outrageous
So invested 'til you come face this
Where's the finish line? I can walk towards
'Cause otherwise, I'm on vacation
My location gone, my dick is long
I'm up and down 'til I make a song
Now tell me what I'm doin' wrong
So I can leave your ass and I make you feel
Neglected, paranoid and uninvested
My money's gone but it's a bigger picture I got goin' on
"Who you signin' to?", "When the album come?"
"When your next shit drop?", "Can you make a song?"
That's goes to the lines of goin' through?
'Cause your new shit's good, but I gotta say
When I heard those chords I was blown away
Nah, f*ck that, my family just wants their son back
Look at me, I'm just a scumbag
I watch a little TV, then it's back to the lab again
Workin' nights 'cause I wanna compete with producers
Outdo these brain-dead losers
Yeah, you hate me, that's excuses, and I hate you too
If we were in the same room I think I f*cked you too
I'm done with playin' games, your lame excuse (Yeah, yeah)
If I storm the boy
I'm tired of people weighin' me down
I'd rather drown in this empty void
'Cause, hey, I'm done with playin' games, shawty
Yeah, she wanna suck my dick, shaw—

[Ryan Beatty]
Nobody sees it like we do
Nobody knows what we've been through
It's been a hell of a year but I know you got me and I got you
Now look at the love, look at the love
Nobody sees it like we do
Nobody knows what we've been through
It's been a hell of a year but I know you got me and I got you
Now look at the love, look at the love

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