Текст песни Oh Well - Aha Gazelle

This dude is a fake and a liar
I walk in a room (Ooh, chill bro), oh
It's Aha man
Cool
Hold on

I walk in a room and it smell like jealousy
I showed them love that they'll never give back but that's fine because I'm not a charity
Thought I was dead but I'm back that's why I don't react when someone try to bury me
How do you act when you know for a fact that the love isn't real you don't care for me
A lot of you weird to me
I cannot hear what they tellin' me
I just can't buy what they sellin' me
I'd rather use my own recipe
Why would I look back at things behind me
I don't even care about who's ahead of me
All of your joy getting stole from comparison
I keep it quiet and they call me arrogant
Hmm, oh well
I guess I might as well let 'em have it then
I was being good but now I'm bad again
In New Orleans stuntin' like my Dad again
Got on black like the hat the a rabbit in
Life a trip I suggest strapping in
Saw the truth of what was really happening
Told myself that I would never rap again
Oh well

2020 what a year
A lot of people that I love didn't make it here
Lotta things really made me shed tears
Made me feel pain I never thought I'd feel, oh
They say they full of faith but I see fear
Yah said not to fall for their appearance
I know they'd be hating while they're cheering
When I step I shift the atmosphere
I go where I want I don't need clearance
I got more than talk for interference
They think it happened fast and now they furious
I know they only try me 'cause they curious
They look at me and they see perseverance
They see a life they know they can't experience
They lack the courage like a lonely Muriel
Call 'em up and tell them what you want
I just want some bass up in my trunk
I just want to love her when I'm sober
The same way I love her when I'm drunk
When I hugged her I smelled like a skunk
She looked at me and knew I wasn't the same
I forgot the reason why I came
I been trying to block out all this pain, man

I walk in a room and it smell like jealousy
I showed them love that they'll never give back but that's fine because I'm not a charity
Thought I was dead but I'm back that's why I don't react when someone try to bury me
How do you act when you know for a fact that the love isn't real you don't care for me
A lot of you weird to me
I cannot hear what they tellin' me
I just can't buy what they sellin' me
I'd rather use my own recipe
Why would I look back at things behind me
I don't even care about who's ahead of me
All of your joy getting stole from comparison
I keep it quiet and they call me arrogant
Hmm, oh well
I guess I might as well let 'em have it then
I was being good but now I'm bad again
In New Orleans stuntin' like my Dad again
Got on black like the hat the a rabbit in
Life a trip I suggest strapping in
Saw the truth of what was really happening
Told myself that I would never rap again
Oh well