Garden Shed Songtext
von Tyler, the Creator ft. Estelle
Garden Shed Songtext
Don′t kill a rose
Before it could bloom
Fly, baby, fly
Out the cocoon
You don't have to hide
I can smell it in your eyes
That there′s something more to say, baby
Them words
(Damn, run me back, yeah)
If I could, if I could
If you could
Find the words to say
Find the words to say
Find the words
In the garden
Shed
Go
Don't kill a rose
Before it could bloom
Fly, baby, fly
Out the cocoon
Ayo
Garden shed, garden shed, garden shed, garden shed
For the garden
That is where I was hidin'
That is what love I was I in
Ain′t no reason to pretend
Garden shed, garden shed, garden shed
Garden shed for the garçons
Them feelings I was guardin′
Heavy on my mind
All my friends lost
They couldn't read the signs
I didn′t wanna talk and tell 'em my location
And they ain′t wanna walk
Truth is, since a youth kid, thought it was a phase
Thought it'd be like the phrase; "poof," gone
But, it′s still goin' on
Big fan of the base 10
Polka dot knows, how it goes
Had to keep it on the subwoofer
A couple butterflies when I float
But I was always like, "Eh"
Barely interested, but I bag just to brag to my boys like, "Bruh"
This is a crucial subject matter
Sensitive like cookin' batter
′Til the temperature that′s risin'
Steppin′ on that ladder, tryna
Grab the rings of Saturn
I'm a plant it by the time you hear this
Chittin′ chatter, 'bout to heat it
It will not fuckin′ matter
Before it could bloom
Fly, baby, fly
Out the cocoon
You don't have to hide
I can smell it in your eyes
That there′s something more to say, baby
Them words
(Damn, run me back, yeah)
If I could, if I could
If you could
Find the words to say
Find the words to say
Find the words
In the garden
Shed
Go
Don't kill a rose
Before it could bloom
Fly, baby, fly
Out the cocoon
Ayo
Garden shed, garden shed, garden shed, garden shed
For the garden
That is where I was hidin'
That is what love I was I in
Ain′t no reason to pretend
Garden shed, garden shed, garden shed
Garden shed for the garçons
Them feelings I was guardin′
Heavy on my mind
All my friends lost
They couldn't read the signs
I didn′t wanna talk and tell 'em my location
And they ain′t wanna walk
Truth is, since a youth kid, thought it was a phase
Thought it'd be like the phrase; "poof," gone
But, it′s still goin' on
Big fan of the base 10
Polka dot knows, how it goes
Had to keep it on the subwoofer
A couple butterflies when I float
But I was always like, "Eh"
Barely interested, but I bag just to brag to my boys like, "Bruh"
This is a crucial subject matter
Sensitive like cookin' batter
′Til the temperature that′s risin'
Steppin′ on that ladder, tryna
Grab the rings of Saturn
I'm a plant it by the time you hear this
Chittin′ chatter, 'bout to heat it
It will not fuckin′ matter
Writer(s): Estelle Swaray, Tyler Okonma Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com