BROCKHAMPTON – Good Time Visualizer

Lyrics Good Time – BROCKHAMPTON

Yeah, uh
I’m callin’ my flight, pack up my bags
I know it’s time to leave, the show is over
It ended overseas
Take them plaques down, it’s time to move on
Call up my real family, it’s time I go home

No more changes, no more playlists
No more due dates, no more fake s**t
I just run around the city witcha, you know I cannot lie
.., you know I ain’t that same guy

I got a chain now, I got a lane now
I changed my style up a while ago
And it still hurt that we don’t hang out
Lost my tribe and gang now
Yes, lil’ b**ch, and over payouts
Art hurts but it’s workin’, my dawg
So please, would you stay down
I’d do anything to keep you in my life
Whatever you need, I got you, forever

And we said, forever
Forever don’t last too long
And we said, forever
Forever’s only long as a song

Man, I see my brothers, yo
Please don’t gas my brothers, yo
Young as f**k, broke as f**k
Sausage roll, gullible
Corner store, gas me, though
Askin’ me what set we from
But again, we young, we dumb
Film video ’til the Sun get down

B**ch, them was the good times
B**ch, them was the good times
Eat it in the hood
B**ch, them was the good times
B**ch, them was the good times
B**ch, them was the good times
Special in the hood
B**ch, them was the good times

It be so f**ked up, I be doin’ Zoom calls
Talkin’ with n**gas about personal s**t
I’m like, Yo, make sure we filmin’ this
Keep the camera rollin’
That’s a toxic relationship
That’s what our friendship turned into
I turn everything into art…

Written by Kevin Abstract, Ryan Yoo & Thomas Lee Barrett
Album: THE FAMILY
Produced by boylife
BROCKHAMPTON | 2022

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