V. 3005 lyrics

No matter what you say or what you do

When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you

Fuck these other niggas, I'll be right by your side

Till 3005, hold up

Hold up, wait a minute, all good just a week ago

Crew at my house and we party every weekend so

On the radio, that's my favorite song

Made me bounce around, like I don't know, like I won't be here long

Now the thrill is gone

Got no patience, cause I'm not a doctor

Girl why is you lying, girl why you Mufasa

Yeah, mi casa su casa, got a stripper like Gaza

Got so high off volcanoes, now the flow is so lava

Yeah, we spit that saliva, iPhone got message from Viber

Either the head is so hydra, or we let bygones be bygones

"My God, you pay for your friends?" I'll take that as a compliment

Got a house full of homies, why I feel so the opposite?

Incompetent ain't the half of it

Saturdays we Young Lavish-ing

Saddest shit, is I'm bad as it

These they took from the cabinet (woah)

Sorry, I'm just scared of the future

Till 3005, I got your back, we can do this, hold up

No matter what you say or what you do

When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you

Fuck these other niggas, I'll be right by your side

Till 3005, hold up

No matter what you say or what you do

When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you

Fuck these other niggas, I'll be right by your side

Till 3005, hold up

I used to care what people thought

But now I care more

Man nobody out here's got it figured out

So therefore, I've lost all hope of a happy ending

Depending on whether or not it's worth it

So insecure, no one's perfect

We spend it, with no shame

We blow that, like Coltrane

We in here, like Rogain

Or leave it, like Cobain

And when I'm long gone, whole crew sing a swan song

Cause we all just ticking time bombs, got a lambo like Lebron's mom

And no matter where all of my friends go

Emily, Fam, and Lorenzo

All of them people my kinfolk

At least I think so

Can't tell

Cause when them checks clear, they're not here

Cause they don't care

It's kinda sad, but I'm laughing whatever happens

Assassins are stabbed in the back of my cabin

Labrador yapping

I'm glad that it happened, I mean it

Between us, I think there's something special

And if I lose my mental, just hold my hand

Even if you don't understand, hold up

No matter what you say or what you do

When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you

Fuck these other niggas, I'll be right by your side

Till 3005, hold up

No matter what you say or what you do

When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you

Fuck these other niggas, I'll be right by your side

Till 3005, hold up

We did it! Yay!

Nigga you so thirsty

• Artist:Childish Gambino
• Album:Because the Internet