Lyrics Couch Surf - Mr. Bomb

Things will get better if you let them
I gotta say this shit is really coming together
That's it
That's it really

I used to couch surf sleep on the floor or futon
Now I'm stuck in a loop but it's a pretty dope one
Living all alone like I don't fuck with no one
She don't want love she just want sum' to choke on
She don't plan her fit she just finding sum' to throw on
Falling out of love I think it's time to move on
If you lost your boyfriend you can find a new one
And if you lost you girl...

Just like GypsyBurns I let um drop till it pop
I don't see the finish line I'm happy with what I got
They let me off every time still to fuck with the ops
And when my dad died my mom made his best friend my pops
When the time starts ticking we start turning it up
She started fucking with me I started fucking it up
I know all girls cheat but good ones cover it up
And if you in the nose bleeds keep on turning it up

I used to couch surf sleep on the floor or futon
Now I'm stuck in a loop but it's a pretty dope one
Living all alone like I don't fuck with no one
She don't want love she just want sum' to choke on
She don't plan her fit she just finding sum' to throw on
Falling out of love I think it's time to move on
If you lost your boyfriend you can find a new one
And if you lost you girl you don't deserve a new one

Top shelf shake I be smoking for cheap
She just shaved so I'm clappin' them cheaks
Only passed the test cuz I knew how to cheat
And if you fucking with me then you better fuck with THUH TEAM
I got brand new merch and she reppin' it too
It's not just the music that's making it cool
We been breaking and bending the rules
Break my back that's what she want me to do
I ain't gonna spoon unless you making me soup
When I don't know what to do I do what I want too
What you want to be only means something to you
And the circle getting small keep it tight like a noose

Been Mr. Bomb since the shoulder pads I take um off and make music
Put all my shit in to the storage unit
I don't think about for I go and do it

Been Mr. Bomb since my dad passed can't change the name Imma stick to it
The younger me like lighting fuses
Can't get a new name Imma use his
"You're just useless"
"You're music a nuisance"
I been doing my thang
Wouldn't be here without the ones who kept me out the rain
Me I'm thankful for that
In fact I got a lot of brains under this bucket hat

Never gon go away
Imma be right here
Forever not trying
Just fucking doing me
It's all love on this side
I used to fucking couch surf
Thank you to all my homies
All my homies families
Everybody who gave me a spot when I was down
I'm up now