Childish Gambino feat. Yeat - Cruisin' Lyrics

Lyrics Cruisin' - Childish Gambino , Yeat



Had this dream that I'm dead
But it look like a jungle do
Can't explain with my head
But I feel like it's comin' true
I be acting like shit is cool
And this feelin' that nothin's new
Doctor gave me another pill
Make me feel like an animal
I go walkin' the streets (Oh)
This life feel like the jungle now
Wish I could find a way
I'm tryin' every day (Uh, uh)
But I feel like I'm in a trap
I look up at the moon
And hope everything go to black
(Beat it up, beat it up)
Too much, too much (Beat it up, beat it up, uh)
Too much, too much (Beat it up, beat it up)
Too much, too much (Beat it up, beat it up)
Too much, too much (Beat it up, beat it up)
Too much, too much (Beat it up, beat it up)
Too much, too much (Beat it up, bеat it up)
Too much, too much (Beat it up, beat it up)
Too much, too much (Beat it up, bеat it up)
But I still have a dream
Like I'm movin' through Africa
I can't sleep anymore
'Cause I'm dreamin' of Africa
I wake up and the sun in my eye (Yeah, yeah)
Like I'm seeing two Africas
I be livin' my dream
'Cause this dreamin' is not enough (Beat it up, beat it up)
(Beat it up, beat it up)
Oh, why, why, why? (Beat it up, beat it up)
Oh, why, why, why? (Beat it up, beat it up)
Oh, why, why, why? (Beat it up, beat it up)
Oh, why, why, why? (Beat it up, beat it up)
When you almighty, all the Gods cry, all the Gods cry like—
Babies walkin' through the belly of the beasts, steady, all night
Near sight and far sight, huh, aliens make ya (Uh)
When you almighty, all the Gods cry, all the Gods cry, like
Babies walkin' through the belly of the beasts, steady, all night
Babies walkin' through the belly of the beasts, steady, all night
(Too much, too much) On my own
(Too much, too much) On my own
(Too much, too much)
Can you help me, please? On my own
(Too much, too much)
On my own (Too much, too much)
On my own (Too much, too much)
But I still have a dream
Like I'm movin' through Africa
I can't sleep anymore
'Cause I'm dreamin' of Africa
I wake up and the sun in my eye
Like I'm seeing two Africas
I be livin' my dream
'Cause this dreamin' is not enough
Oh God (Beat it up, beat it up)
Nobody cares (Beat it up, beat it up) (Ah, ah)
Nobody cares about me (Beat it up, beat it up)
No, they don't, no, ooh (Beat it up, beat it up)
Oh (Beat it up, beat it up)
I need help (Too much, too much)
Can you help me? (Too much, too much)
(Too much, too much)
I need to love someone (Too much, too much)
I need to hold someone
(Too much, too much, too much, too much, oh)
I cannot do it on my own
I'm alone
I'm scared
I'm a fool
I need help
Can you help me, please?
It's okay, okay, it's okay
I don't wanna go out there
I know, we're just gonna run
And we're gonna jump over it, that's it
That's all we're gonna do
I'm gonna hold your hand the entire run, okay?
We're gonna run, and we're gonna jump over it
Okay, you ready? Okay
On the count of three, ready?
One, two, three



Writer(s): Noah Smith, Donald Glover, Dacoury Natche, Ludwig Goransson, Michael Uzowuru Chinosmso


Childish Gambino feat. Yeat - Bando Stone and The New World
Album Bando Stone and The New World
date of release
19-07-2024



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