Fire Fly by Gradient Lyrics
Chorus (Childish Gambino & Janet Leon):
Now when they see us in the streets
All they wanna do is take pics
And I'm like "okay"
And when they hear us on the beat
All they wanna do is make hits
And I'm like "okay"
And if you're feelin' how I'm feelin' how the world should be
Perfectly, I'm fire like I'm third degree
And suddenly, shorty we got so high
Firefly
Verse 1:
I was the skinny kid in the back of the class
Who answered every match fraction they would happen to ask
Wasn't the smartest kid across this perfect nation
But my hand was in the air so much it lost its circulation
All the kids around me would give me a vexed look
Cause I had all the answers like the back of a textbook
M'aam, your son is gifted; you've raised him well
But that skinny motherfucker's always raisin' hell
It's amazing how he never pays no attention
And still gets an A on his grades, did I mention
The way that he stays with these four other guys
And they sneak into the kitchen and they hoard all the fries?
He said he didn't do it but I'm bored of the lies
They had a wet paper towel war for a surprise
So when they hated me I gave 'em more to despise
Little kid gone savage, Lord of the Flies
[Hook]
Verse 2:
It ain't hard to make nerds the footsteps you're followin'
Especially when you're on your way to Carleton
I was always out of place on the sports teams
Never had new equipment; we couldn't afford things
So kids made fun of how I'd wear my clothes
For me to look cool, took miracles
My shoes were ripped up, and they'd stare at those
Big fish in a small pond; Gyarados
You wanna hear hardcore raps, bro, come on
All I wanna do is rap about Pokémon
Cause growing up I played too much Gold Version
Lucky I didn't become a really old virgin
I was flyin' high like a beach ball is
They knew I'd go to a privatized elite college
Even though I had wider eyes for street knowledge
Even though I just idolized Rasheed Wallace
So if I never quite fit the plan of what they'd want
I'd never really give a damn what they thought
Some think I'm wack but others think that I'm rappin' right
So don't hide your true colors -- it ain't black & white
They tell us different is bad, we've been lied to
Cause if you're genuine, folks eventually like you
The only one you need to make proud is yourself
So be proud of yourself
[Hook]
Now when they see us in the streets
All they wanna do is take pics
And I'm like "okay"
And when they hear us on the beat
All they wanna do is make hits
And I'm like "okay"
And if you're feelin' how I'm feelin' how the world should be
Perfectly, I'm fire like I'm third degree
And suddenly, shorty we got so high
Firefly
Verse 1:
I was the skinny kid in the back of the class
Who answered every match fraction they would happen to ask
Wasn't the smartest kid across this perfect nation
But my hand was in the air so much it lost its circulation
All the kids around me would give me a vexed look
Cause I had all the answers like the back of a textbook
M'aam, your son is gifted; you've raised him well
But that skinny motherfucker's always raisin' hell
It's amazing how he never pays no attention
And still gets an A on his grades, did I mention
The way that he stays with these four other guys
And they sneak into the kitchen and they hoard all the fries?
He said he didn't do it but I'm bored of the lies
They had a wet paper towel war for a surprise
So when they hated me I gave 'em more to despise
Little kid gone savage, Lord of the Flies
[Hook]
Verse 2:
It ain't hard to make nerds the footsteps you're followin'
Especially when you're on your way to Carleton
I was always out of place on the sports teams
Never had new equipment; we couldn't afford things
So kids made fun of how I'd wear my clothes
For me to look cool, took miracles
My shoes were ripped up, and they'd stare at those
Big fish in a small pond; Gyarados
You wanna hear hardcore raps, bro, come on
All I wanna do is rap about Pokémon
Cause growing up I played too much Gold Version
Lucky I didn't become a really old virgin
I was flyin' high like a beach ball is
They knew I'd go to a privatized elite college
Even though I had wider eyes for street knowledge
Even though I just idolized Rasheed Wallace
So if I never quite fit the plan of what they'd want
I'd never really give a damn what they thought
Some think I'm wack but others think that I'm rappin' right
So don't hide your true colors -- it ain't black & white
They tell us different is bad, we've been lied to
Cause if you're genuine, folks eventually like you
The only one you need to make proud is yourself
So be proud of yourself
[Hook]