Lungs (Explicit)

Lungs (Explicit) - Allday

Lyrics by：Tomas Gaynor

Composed by：Tomas Gaynor/Daniel Lindsay

I was Nemo I was in the f**king deep blue

You see through the facade the facade is see through

I didn't watch the film but I saw the preview

I got the gist I was texting I was tryna reach you

You don't want no problems with the ghouls and goblins

Don't sign the documents you know there's other options

I'll be poeiticating when they're long forgotten

Had to buy some Gosha when I got the dosh in

Diamante earrings that's the ear infection drip

Most wanted at the mall

You know I'd steal to get that tick

Spinning lies to women

I can make you dizzy from that s**t

I'll do anything once just to experience that s**t

Oh-ah oh-ah these rappers f**kin with your brain

Oh-ah oh-ah talking things they hardly take

Oh-ah oh-ah and I have no one to blame

But you're dressed pretty nice to be muddying my name

And my brother's still smoking

His lungs are gonna be black black

And the world is exploding

But I don't worry about that that

When I'm flying

When I'm flying over mountains

Flying over trees trees trees

When I'm flying over Brunswick

Checking on my G's on my G's on my G's

I was Nemo brain was cloudy like a miso

You were pearly shining like a palomino

We didn't have rich parents didn't have a cheat code

We know how to scheme though it was me and Peezo

Road to El Dorado now with mi hermanos

Chinks in my armour but they never come close

The jack of hearts is gung-ho and the queen is cutthroat

Just come to the art show you won't see the brushstrokes

F**k her in the shower with her face against the glass

Takes me back like a Delorean escaping to the past

Takes me back to Adelaide where the haze don't block the stars

Where the teachers said watch him

'Cause he's angry but he's smart

Oh-ah oh-ah yeah I beg the orange sky

Oh-ah oh-ah would you send another rhyme

Oh-ah oh-ah for the young and traumatised

Southern comfort bikie w**d for the trouble on your mind

And my brother's still smoking

His lungs are gonna be black black

And the world is exploding

But I don't worry about that that

When I'm flying

When I'm flying over mountains

Flying over trees trees trees over trees

When I'm flying over Adelaide

Checking on my G's on my G's on my G's