V. 3005 - Childish Gambino

No matter what you say or what you do

When I’m alone, I’d rather be with you

Fuck these other niggas, I’ll be right by your side

'Til 3005, hol' up

Okay, hold up, wait a minute, all good just a week ago

Crew at my house and we party every weekend so

On the radio, that’s my favorite song

Make me bounce around, like I don’t know, like I won’t be here long

Now the thrill is gone, got no patience, 'cause I’m not a doctor

Girl why is you lying, girl why you Mufasa

Yeah, mi casa su casa, got it stripping like Gaza

Got so high off volcanoes, now the flow is so lava

Yeah, we spit that saliva, iPhone got message from Viber

Either the head is so hydra, or we let bygones be bygones

«My God, you pay for your friends?»

I’ll take that as a compliment

Got a house full of homies, why I feel so the opposite?

Incompetent ain’t the half of it

Saturdays we’re Young Lavish-ing

Saddest shit, is I’m bad as it

Beans they took from the cabinet (Whoa)

Sorry, I’m just scared of the future

'Til 3005, I got your back, we can do this, hold up

No matter what you say or what you do

When I’m alone, I’d rather be with you

Fuck these other niggas, I’ll be right by your side

'Til 3005, hol' up (Hol' up)

Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up)

Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up)

Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up)

Hol' up (Hol' up)

No matter what you say or what you do

When I’m alone, I’d rather be with you

Fuck these other niggas, I’ll be right by your side

'Til 3005, hol' up (Hol' up)

Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up)

Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up)

Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up)

Hol' up (Hol' up)

I used to care what people thought, but now I care more

I mean, nobody out here’s got it figured out

So therefore, I’ve lost all hope of a happy ending

Depending on whether or not it’s worth it, so insecure, no one’s perfect

We spend it with no shame, we blow that like Coltrane

We in here like Rogaine, or leave it like Cobain

And when I’m long gone, whole crew sing a swan song

Cause we all just ticking time bombs, got a Lambo like LeBron’s mom

And no matter where all of my friends go, Emily, Fam, and Lorenzo

All of them people my kinfolk, at least I think so, can’t tell

'Cause when them checks clear, they’re not here

'Cause they don’t care, it’s kinda sad but I’m laughing whatever happens

Assassins, I’m stabbed in the back of my cabin

Labrador yapping, I’m glad that it happened, I mean it

Between us, I think there’s something special, and if I lose my mental

Just hold my hand, even if you don’t understand, hol' up

No matter what you say or what you do (No, no)

When I’m alone, I’d rather be with you (You and me)

Fuck these other niggas, I’ll be right by your side

'Til 3005, hol' up (Hol' up)

Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up)

Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up)

Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up)

Hol' up

No matter what you say or what you do

When I’m alone, I’d rather be with you

Fuck these other niggas, I’ll be right by your side

'Til 3005, hol' up (Hol' up)

Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up)

Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up)

Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up)

Hol' up (Hol' up)

Hol' up, hol' up

Hol' up, hol' up

Hol' up, hol' up

Hol' up, hol' up

Na—na—na, na—na—na—na—na

We did it!

Yay!

Nigga, you so thirsty