Lyrics Bright Side Pleasures - AmirSaysNothing, Daisy

Bright Side Pleasures

Thats how we do, its a gift, I gotta give you
So I gotta express it and share it
But thats how it is today, so I do what I dare
Step up to the plate with that boldness cause thats what I got
Cause one of these nights you can’t high ya like now
Cause this is the spot
Because I gotta do what I gotta do, because I’m up on ya
I rather be free like an eagle than the hotel california
Broke down to build up
A spilled cup, and I’m chilling huh?
Dollar dollar bill ya’ll
Get it all man, that’s million huh?
Where’s i reside, inside like a city, more than a feeling, huh?
LA transplant done seen every tramp stamp in the city, hah
Bitch came from band camp
A peace of time, i can’t stamp
Now that’s some shit I can’t stand
Caught in the woods, ya can’t camp
Ain’t alright with alt-right, can’t hang with alt-left
Take they last breath, step up to me it’ll be they last step
Take some change from dealing pain and cop some fucking assets
And what they ass net?
Now all they want is some ass next?
God forgive me for all the shit that ain’t done yet
Eyes in the back of my head, like that knife upon my neck, hah
Hate hate hate me
Brother, hate me, sister hate me, fuck em' maybe
Think that’s gonna take me out that game?
Nah that’s a wish
Get it how ya live, ya bitch
It’s like everything thing before it’s, are now unimportant
I make dreams like i make jeans
It’s japanese, a whole lot of cooks in my kitchen
While these clout demons swallow semen
Fuck niggas doubt, fuck ya clout
Don’t equate my cash amount, take a sec to pout
Your life’ll be just some shit I’ma muhfucking laugh about
Used to try flip boards for this
And now I flip words, I get endorsements
I’m making pure from shit
Duck em no nonsense, who worried bout lyrical content?
Everybody making good songs and bad songs
Sad songs, fuck dad songs and dead wrongs
It’s seems so long since Stevie seen me
Landslide ands shits
They get they nack up off my knicks
I’m off the kick, its off the shits or off my rails
Depends on you, impales
I’m like dre, fuck the stress, i’m on my sails
Big nothing, off the real, and that’s for real
Bout to leave to hard to kill
Bout it still, I’ve done too much, i have to chill
So, go ahead and grab the wheel, ugh
Been in and out, brighter side of pleasure, let me hear ya
Say ayo
Get it before i’m right around the corner, Comin back to ya
Say ayo
Been to hell and back and i ain’t leaving that
Man, i got something to say-o
Say Ayo
Ayo