Syndrome by Keralanka Lyrics
[Chorus: JADE]
Tell me how to love myself, get it all from everybody else
Move with fucking stealth, 'cause I cannot trust you well
Watch that money melt, it don't mean a damn thing
Got these fucking thoughts hating on the daily
[Post-Chorus: Rohan]
I been really thinking back to days where the boy was paid
Before we took the all or nothing path ‘round the base
Never think of looking back until them darker days
But I solve it with a glass, love the fucking taste
[Verse: Rohan]
Picture perfect with a pitcher
Drinkin' bourbon like elixir
Load up your arms, run from your problems
Get to swervin' on them bitches
Vehicle to my pain, feed the code to my brain
Feel the cold like it's braille, need that dope if I fail
But I cannot see the forecast, stuck in this hell and my demons know that
Give 'em that doormat, welcome them bitches like Walmart old men
Shop around, shop around, find it and chop it down
All of my vulnerabilities like trees, smoke 'em and fall right down
Lumberjack me, front to back me like I'm an easy read
I'ma give this hard wood to the world, fuck 'em like Eazy E
Strip all that attitude from ya soul, can't find where the Yeezy's be
But I'm finna get it poppin' like a DVD
With a whole bunch of tape where the beats be
I cannot fuck with the rumours, uh
Got me up lighting the buddha, uh
All them thoughts is intrusive
Lot on my head like Medusa
I ain't never been that same man, lost it all in 2016
Now I'm jiggin' with the rain dance, my only vision for the cream
Use to wanna ride with a queen, the type of jump in front of beams
I won't front, I've gone numb - I don't feel a damn thing
Them hoes ain't pullin' my strings (nope)
Slowly losin' my brain (whoa)
Walls is caving right in, I ain't been the same since
[Chorus: JADE]
Tell me how to love myself, get it all from everybody else
Move with fucking stealth, 'cause I cannot trust you well
Watch that money melt, it don't mean a damn thing
Got these fucking thoughts hating on the daily
[Chopped & Screwed Outro: JADE]
Tell me how to love myself, get it all from everybody else
Move with fucking stealth, 'cause I cannot trust you well
Watch that money melt, it don't mean a damn thing
Got these fucking thoughts hating on the daily
Tell me how to love myself, get it all from everybody else
Move with fucking stealth, 'cause I cannot trust you well
Watch that money melt, it don't mean a damn thing
Got these fucking thoughts hating on the daily
[Post-Chorus: Rohan]
I been really thinking back to days where the boy was paid
Before we took the all or nothing path ‘round the base
Never think of looking back until them darker days
But I solve it with a glass, love the fucking taste
[Verse: Rohan]
Picture perfect with a pitcher
Drinkin' bourbon like elixir
Load up your arms, run from your problems
Get to swervin' on them bitches
Vehicle to my pain, feed the code to my brain
Feel the cold like it's braille, need that dope if I fail
But I cannot see the forecast, stuck in this hell and my demons know that
Give 'em that doormat, welcome them bitches like Walmart old men
Shop around, shop around, find it and chop it down
All of my vulnerabilities like trees, smoke 'em and fall right down
Lumberjack me, front to back me like I'm an easy read
I'ma give this hard wood to the world, fuck 'em like Eazy E
Strip all that attitude from ya soul, can't find where the Yeezy's be
But I'm finna get it poppin' like a DVD
With a whole bunch of tape where the beats be
I cannot fuck with the rumours, uh
Got me up lighting the buddha, uh
All them thoughts is intrusive
Lot on my head like Medusa
I ain't never been that same man, lost it all in 2016
Now I'm jiggin' with the rain dance, my only vision for the cream
Use to wanna ride with a queen, the type of jump in front of beams
I won't front, I've gone numb - I don't feel a damn thing
Them hoes ain't pullin' my strings (nope)
Slowly losin' my brain (whoa)
Walls is caving right in, I ain't been the same since
[Chorus: JADE]
Tell me how to love myself, get it all from everybody else
Move with fucking stealth, 'cause I cannot trust you well
Watch that money melt, it don't mean a damn thing
Got these fucking thoughts hating on the daily
[Chopped & Screwed Outro: JADE]
Tell me how to love myself, get it all from everybody else
Move with fucking stealth, 'cause I cannot trust you well
Watch that money melt, it don't mean a damn thing
Got these fucking thoughts hating on the daily