"BRAVO" lyrics
(feat. Stogie T & BELO SALO)
Huh
Huh, yeah, but yeah, we made it anyway
Yeah, huh, and it's a brand new fuckin' day, huh
Yeah, huh, but yeah, we made it anyway
Huh, yeah, and it's a brand new fuckin' day
Yeah, yeah, it's a brand new fuckin' day
See the sky's no longer grey, it's a brighter day
I know that you hate that you changed on me
I know that you hate that you changed on me, huh
Yeah, huh, yeah
I see the sky's no longer grey, it's a brighter day
I know that you hate that you changed on me
I know that you hate that you changed on me
I ain't tryna to pressure you
But you fuckin' with a professional
I'm light years ahead of you
I don't see these niggas like a priest at confessionals
I'm just tryna be unforgettable
Tryna bring me down, I ain't lettin' you
I'm writin' this letter to the memorable
'Cause we will forever remember you
I represent the jacaranda tree lined avenue
Where the women got a feline attitude
And niggas share a hustler's attribute
I'm only talkin' back to you if it's about revenue
If you got a problem, we troubleshoot
We perfectly execute
I know that you hate you changed on me, ain't nothing new
Woof
You see the sky's no longer grey, it's a brighter day
I know that you hate that you changed on me
I know that you hate that you changed on me, huh
Yeah, huh, yeah
I see the sky's no longer grey, it's a brighter day
I know that you hate that you changed on me
I know that you hate that you changed on me
Look
This no country for old men, most of them ghost
Sugar kills candy coated nose, lost in the sauce
They call me Weston, I'm the dark horse that never was bored
With every song authored, shot the dog, Llewelyn Moss
You dyin' off screen, a thousand tweets, toss of a coin
It's the gold and the A-Reece rhyme locking horns
Like a movie when we do this shit, Ethan and Joel
And for the kids that troll the streets I'm pro-teen like Carla Jean
Might miss it the first listen, it sinks in in a week
Yeah, it got a ring to it when you get hit in your seat, ay
Bloody feet, honour me, fuckin' Stogie T
When I'm gone, the kids will give it up to me
Bravo, bitch
Huh, yeah, but yeah, we made it anyway
Yeah, huh, and it's a brand new fuckin' day, huh
Yeah, huh, but yeah, we made it anyway
Huh, yeah, and it's a brand new fuckin' day
Yeah, yeah, it's a brand new fuckin' day
See the sky's no longer grey, it's a brighter day
I know that you hate that you changed on me
I know that you hate that you changed on me, huh
Yeah, huh, yeah
I see the sky's no longer grey, it's a brighter day
I know that you hate that you changed on me
I know that you hate that you changed on me
I ain't tryna to pressure you
But you fuckin' with a professional
I'm light years ahead of you
I don't see these niggas like a priest at confessionals
I'm just tryna be unforgettable
Tryna bring me down, I ain't lettin' you
I'm writin' this letter to the memorable
'Cause we will forever remember you
I represent the jacaranda tree lined avenue
Where the women got a feline attitude
And niggas share a hustler's attribute
I'm only talkin' back to you if it's about revenue
If you got a problem, we troubleshoot
We perfectly execute
I know that you hate you changed on me, ain't nothing new
Woof
You see the sky's no longer grey, it's a brighter day
I know that you hate that you changed on me
I know that you hate that you changed on me, huh
Yeah, huh, yeah
I see the sky's no longer grey, it's a brighter day
I know that you hate that you changed on me
I know that you hate that you changed on me
Look
This no country for old men, most of them ghost
Sugar kills candy coated nose, lost in the sauce
They call me Weston, I'm the dark horse that never was bored
With every song authored, shot the dog, Llewelyn Moss
You dyin' off screen, a thousand tweets, toss of a coin
It's the gold and the A-Reece rhyme locking horns
Like a movie when we do this shit, Ethan and Joel
And for the kids that troll the streets I'm pro-teen like Carla Jean
Might miss it the first listen, it sinks in in a week
Yeah, it got a ring to it when you get hit in your seat, ay
Bloody feet, honour me, fuckin' Stogie T
When I'm gone, the kids will give it up to me
Bravo, bitch
