BRANDHI Lyrics

Seasons changing

All lights off on me

All lights off of me

Don't let go of me

Yeah it's so real

All that love is bound to get lost

I was on the lowest

I'm not my self

Not right now

Not right now

Nah

Like for heavens sake like oh my god

I am not the one that you could find

I'm from far away

I left the satellites behind

I don't wanna die alone

I don't wanna die at all

I had false visions in my head

It seems nowadays I been dead from the start

So I got to move on

Yeah I got to keep going

Used to sit alone

Damn put it on ya

But I still don't know

Why I'm still alone

Where's the silver line

Silver li-yah-ineee

Silver li-ah-ineee-ah-inee-ah-ahh-ahhhh

I could free the world

I still don't give a fuck I let it burn

I got blickarus flows, now I'm reborn

I got plentiful broads don't be concerned with what I got

I never learn

Please know that I'm not concerned with your gods or

Anything I walk up into church with it on

My burner

Burn wood often

I gottttttt-

Cause either way it go down

Either way yuh, either way it go

Hoop life yuh either way it go

Yuh yuh either way it go

Majestic brondde noises

I remember being so mad I wanted Yandhi to drop

Hit my phone, my brother texting me, "Yo brondde when you dropping"

James Lebron how I ball

They like brondde where you at

It's lil brondd on your bitch, so you won't get her back

Yeah that pussy sweet as fuck but I'm smoking sour pack

Gummy-yummy-dummy-ass boy, you a fucking sour patch

Either way I'm made for this, why

Because I said so yeuhh

I know because its love

Putting my soul into it yuh

Dick yo bitch right fuck yeah I'm finna show her sum

I already told the bitch I wanna know your cunt

Already took the bitch I want another one

Alr--

Pack almost blew my lung

Godamnit I don't understand this tiny ass j so loud I'm fried as fuck

I remember being mad as fuck I wanted Yandhi to drop

It's crazy the way that the tables been turning my brother he saying he want me to drop

It's crazy the way that the tables been turning my brother he talking bout

Brondde when you putting that tape out

I could go fuck up some pastries

I cook in the lab call me brondde the baker

I'm cooking up yams boy stop playing

Fuck up the game, most valuable player

Bands on bands hell yeah

Oh now you claim you a day one