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von mike.
Brightside Songtext
Fucked around and got famous on ′em
And I don't be sayin′ nothin', and that's sayin′ something
Everyone′s sayin' something, I can′t blame 'em for it
Now everyone back at home talkin′ bout us, we they're favorite subject, yeah
I know they see me when I′m in public, nothin' like Bieber but I'm adjustin′ (woo)
All I can see is the commas coming (woo)
I swear to god, yeah I′m onto something (swear to god)
I swear to god, yeah I'm onto something
Been ballin′ out way before the budget, trust me, they try to push us but we ain't budging
Fuck ′em, I play for keeps but I don't play much at all
Better watch your bae like Hasselhoff
Trust me homie I ain′t mad at all
Cause if they mad at me, that's how it had to be, and I just be killing shit everywhere
They don't have to like it, we don′t have to care (we don′t have to care)
Your team needs Rogain because all of y'all never here
I make it rain in these women like Fred Astaire
Singing in the rain, numb from all the pain
After party′s on Mulholland till dawn and watch them fade away
Superficial bitches kissing in my kitchen listening to Ye
Shades on
Cause me and all my guys just look at the brightside
If you're not in the right mind, then it ain′t the right time
And please no photos like we at the Nice Guy
Got everyone asking about me like the code for the wifi
Let me remind you, that we ain't lyin′
Been to every fucking city, you can bet they fuckin' with me
We ain't lyin′, yeah I did it all on my own
I′ve got it under control, yeah I've got this under control yeah
I′m at war but this ain't Call of Duty bitch (brrr)
They don′t like the image so let's focus on the music then, I really do this shit
Yeah, I really do this shit
Can′t wait until you hear all my newest shit
Should have been sooner but I've been too busy with all of these movie scripts, I'm on my movie shit right now
Yeah I′m on the reel, yeah Mike on the reel
Yeah bite on the ear like she′s Holyfield, she likes how that feels
Ahead of my time like my watch is broke
Ahead of my time but I'm so behind on my schedule
Told ′em you never know
Shades on
Cause me and all my guys just look at the brightside
If you're not in the right mind, then it ain′t the right time
And please no photos like we at the Nice Guy
Got everyone asking about me like the code for the wifi
Let me remind you, that we ain't lying
Been to every fucking city, you can bet they fuckin′ with me
We ain't lying, yeah I did it all on my own
I've got it under control, yeah I′ve got this under control yeah
The views getting better the higher we get up (the higher we get up)
Views keep on climbing, the more that they play us
Crew stay together, the vibes are way up
Out On The Rox, but my drink is straight up
We playing chess while they′re playing checkers
They send the checks but nobody checks us
Know what I'm saying? You know I ain′t playing (know we ain't playing)
I take it, you know that I made it
I′m getting mine, and I'm like a mime it goes without saying
(Goes without saying)
(Goes without saying)
(Goes without saying)
(Goes without saying)
(Know I ain′t playing)
(I take it, you know that I made it)
(Know I ain't playing)
And I don't be sayin′ nothin', and that's sayin′ something
Everyone′s sayin' something, I can′t blame 'em for it
Now everyone back at home talkin′ bout us, we they're favorite subject, yeah
I know they see me when I′m in public, nothin' like Bieber but I'm adjustin′ (woo)
All I can see is the commas coming (woo)
I swear to god, yeah I′m onto something (swear to god)
I swear to god, yeah I'm onto something
Been ballin′ out way before the budget, trust me, they try to push us but we ain't budging
Fuck ′em, I play for keeps but I don't play much at all
Better watch your bae like Hasselhoff
Trust me homie I ain′t mad at all
Cause if they mad at me, that's how it had to be, and I just be killing shit everywhere
They don't have to like it, we don′t have to care (we don′t have to care)
Your team needs Rogain because all of y'all never here
I make it rain in these women like Fred Astaire
Singing in the rain, numb from all the pain
After party′s on Mulholland till dawn and watch them fade away
Superficial bitches kissing in my kitchen listening to Ye
Shades on
Cause me and all my guys just look at the brightside
If you're not in the right mind, then it ain′t the right time
And please no photos like we at the Nice Guy
Got everyone asking about me like the code for the wifi
Let me remind you, that we ain't lyin′
Been to every fucking city, you can bet they fuckin' with me
We ain't lyin′, yeah I did it all on my own
I′ve got it under control, yeah I've got this under control yeah
I′m at war but this ain't Call of Duty bitch (brrr)
They don′t like the image so let's focus on the music then, I really do this shit
Yeah, I really do this shit
Can′t wait until you hear all my newest shit
Should have been sooner but I've been too busy with all of these movie scripts, I'm on my movie shit right now
Yeah I′m on the reel, yeah Mike on the reel
Yeah bite on the ear like she′s Holyfield, she likes how that feels
Ahead of my time like my watch is broke
Ahead of my time but I'm so behind on my schedule
Told ′em you never know
Shades on
Cause me and all my guys just look at the brightside
If you're not in the right mind, then it ain′t the right time
And please no photos like we at the Nice Guy
Got everyone asking about me like the code for the wifi
Let me remind you, that we ain't lying
Been to every fucking city, you can bet they fuckin′ with me
We ain't lying, yeah I did it all on my own
I've got it under control, yeah I′ve got this under control yeah
The views getting better the higher we get up (the higher we get up)
Views keep on climbing, the more that they play us
Crew stay together, the vibes are way up
Out On The Rox, but my drink is straight up
We playing chess while they′re playing checkers
They send the checks but nobody checks us
Know what I'm saying? You know I ain′t playing (know we ain't playing)
I take it, you know that I made it
I′m getting mine, and I'm like a mime it goes without saying
(Goes without saying)
(Goes without saying)
(Goes without saying)
(Goes without saying)
(Know I ain′t playing)
(I take it, you know that I made it)
(Know I ain't playing)
Writer(s): Michael Seander, Louis Russell Bell, Vladimir Samedi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com