Текст песни Getaway - Brenden

I just feel like you could be
Good for something
Greatness is all I used to see
Thanks for nothing
Come back you way too deep
Tell me how deep
This ain′t how everything should be
How it's gonna be

I just wanna get away
From all this mess
But then I hear my record play
Then somebody said
Just blow some cash up in this place
Then blow some stress
And make all these hood bitches say
That I′m the man they wanna meet
I'm a savage in the sheets
I keep it mean up in the streets
And I'm priceless look at me
Wanna meet
In the sheets
In the streets
Look at me

I ain′t feeling shit this ain′t even my hood
Walked in this bitch giving daps like I'm good
Passed by some bitch goddammit her wine good
Her man′s right behind should I show him that I'm hood
That′s the bourbon talking but I would if I could
Bullshit I didn't drink yet but I should
Loneliness creeps up quick makes you digress
But nothing bottles of cognac can′t process
Two cups that's progress
She drunk that's access
Life comes give you shit and issues
Dj′s play some shit that′s your tune
The bitches that you brought with you they hate you
The niggas that you chill with fucked your bitch too
You sobered up now you back with issues
Smoke clears all that's left is just you

I just wanna get away
From all this mess
But then I hear my record play
Then somebody said
Just blow some cash up in this place
Then blow some stress
And make all these hood bitches say
That I′m the man they wanna meet
I'm a savage in the sheets
I keep it mean up in the streets
And I′m priceless look at me
Wanna meet
In the sheets
In the streets
Look at me

Listen B you about to blow it like tissues
You about to lose your mind you hate you
It's about to come to surface I know it do
Every time you triple text her like
What it do
Depression ain′t a monster
Fuck what they say
It's a choice that you make it's there if you let it stay
I bury bury all of my problems they go away
If I don′t put my mind to it they stay away
Two cups thats progress
She drunk that′s access
All them insecurities they lose insurance
Your endurance depleted you can't delete it
Spanish bitches twerk their shit to every lyric
You see that shit you forget all about the critics
You sobered up now you back with issues
Smoke clears all that′s left is just you

I just wanna get away
From all this mess
But then I hear my record play
Then somebody said
Just blow some cash up in this place
Then blow some stress
And make all these hood bitches say
That I'm the man they wanna meet
I′m a savage in the sheets
I keep it mean up in the streets
And I'm priceless look at me
Wanna meet
In the sheets
In the streets
Look at me