Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fire Fly, artist - Childish Gambino. Album song Camp, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.11.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Glassnote Entertainment Group, mcDJ
Song language: English
Fire Fly |
Now when they see us on the streets |
All they wanna do is take pics |
And I’m like, okay (yeah, okay) |
And when they hear us on the beat |
All they wanna do is make hits |
And I’m like, okay (yeah, okay) |
And if you’re feelin' how I’m feelin' |
How the world should be: perfectly |
Fire like I’m third degree, and suddenly |
Shawty, we got so high |
Firefly |
Skateboardin' down at Washington Square |
Lookin' for quarters |
Maybe afford a falafel for dinner, uh |
I’m so broke man, scholarship apologin' |
Facebook messages from college kids who hollerin' |
Girls like, «We love you, we go to LSU,» |
«You gotta do a show so we can come and molest you!» |
This rap stuff is magic |
I used to get called «Oreo» and «faggot» |
I used to get more laughs when I got laughed at |
«Oh, you got a mixtape? |
That’s fantastic!» |
But everybody thought it was jokes though |
They half right, the joke is |
I got flow so don’t act like |
You ain’t sittin' there with your friends like, it can’t be |
I know Donald Glover, he weak man, he campy |
I’m still knocked down, but I up the ante |
Me and hip-hop, that black Sid and Nancy, let 'em know |
Now when they see us on the streets |
All they wanna do is take pics |
And I’m like, okay (yeah, okay) |
And when they hear us on the beat |
All they wanna do is make hits |
And I’m like, okay (yeah, okay) |
And if you’re feelin' how I’m feelin' |
How the world should be: perfectly |
Fire like I’m third degree, and suddenly |
Shawty, we got so high |
Firefly |
It’s hard to make Hov the footsteps you followin' |
Especially when your niggas look like Carlton |
The pretty girls usin' skin so soft |
Only be likin' black dudes with their hats broke off |
Nigga, you act too soft |
Fuck you! |
I’m from the projects |
My mom was just workin' to give me options |
No live shows, cause I can’t find sponsors |
For the only black kid at a Sufjan concert |
«Yeah, so, whatcha gonna do man? |
You don’t speak to the hood, man» |
If I was given one chance I think I could, man |
These black kids want somethin' new, I swear it |
Somethin' they wanna say but couldn’t cause they embarrassed |
All I do is make the stuff I would’ve liked |
Reference things I wanna watch, reference girls I wanna bite |
Now I’m firefly like a burning kite |
And you’s a fake fuck like a fleshlight |
Even dudes who like me straight lookin' at me crazy |
Like, how the hell he drop a EP and meet JAY-Z? |
Girls used to tell me I ain’t cool enough |
Now text me pics sayin', «You could tear this up!» |
I don’t really like shades, big rims, or jewelry |
But gettin' time of day from a model is new to me |
Bein' me isn’t as hard as it used to be |
Now everyone sing the chorus man, you do it so beautifully |
Now when they see us on the streets |
All they wanna do is take pics |
And I’m like, okay (yeah, okay) |
And when they hear us on the beat |
All they wanna do is make hits |
And I’m like, okay (yeah, okay) |
And if you’re feelin' how I’m feelin' |
How the world should be: perfectly |
Fire like I’m third degree, and suddenly |
Shawty, we got so high |
Firefly |
Now when they see us on the streets |
All they wanna do is take pics |
And I’m like, okay (yeah, okay) |
And when they hear us on the beat |
All they wanna do is make hits |
And I’m like, okay (yeah, okay) |
And if you’re feelin' how I’m feelin' |
How the world should be: perfectly |
Fire like I’m third degree, and suddenly |
Shawty, we got so high |