Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Robots, artist - EarthGang. Date of issue: 05.10.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Robots |
| What the fuck is wrong with me? |
| Maybe I’m just a machine |
| Lately, I just don’t feel anything |
| This used to feel like a dream |
| Now I’m thrown out by your energy |
| Nigga just wanna be seen |
| Nobody fuckin with listening (whoa) |
| Still don’t know what’s wrong with me |
| Maybe I’m just a machine |
| Lately, I just don’t feel anything |
| This used to feel like a dream |
| Now I’m thrown out by your energy |
| Everything ain’t what it seems |
| Still, I can’t let that shit get to me no |
| Rain down on me |
| Shoo-be-doo-doo up on me |
| Shoo-be-doo-doo up on me |
| Rain down on me |
| I got all these bitches on me |
| So why do I feel so lonely? |
| No more bad karma |
| Can’t forget the day I got it tatted on me West Atlanta homie |
| Out in Southern California bumping Tony Toni Tone |
| Checkered past got you jumping to conclusion, you don’t never ask, |
| you just be assuming, down bad |
| I was really going through it, family, music, nothing else mattered to me |
| And I ain’t perfect, never claimed to be |
| That surface shit is worthless, no stranger to murder after church service |
| Life be throwing me curves |
| She had me thinking perverted, there’s no worries |
| I light the blunt at four-twenty and save the world by four-thirty |
| So many did your boy dirty, but I ain’t trippin' or hurtin' |
| Thanks to this vision and purpose |
| I seldom scribble shit, forgettin' shit |
| Like fuck it, just keep swimmin' like Dory, transformin' |
| From the best-kept secret to something fuckin' historic |
| But still |
| What the fuck is wrong with me? |
| Maybe I’m just a machine |
| Lately, I just don’t feel anything |
| This used to feel like a dream |
| Now I’m thrown out by your energy |
| Nigga just wanna be seen |
| Nobody fuckin with listening (whoa) |
| Still don’t know what’s wrong with me |
| Maybe I’m just a machine |
| Lately, I just don’t feel anything |
| This used to feel like a dream |
| Now I’m thrown out by your energy |
| Everything ain’t what it seems |
| Still, I can’t let that shit get to me, no |
| Rain down on me |
| Shoo-be-doo-doo up on me |
| Shoo-be-doo-doo up on me |
| Rain down on me |
| I got all these bitches on me |
| So why do I feel so lonely? |
| Ok, where do I begin, connect the circuits |
| See, I’m tryna find a way, shit, in my defense |
| All that I was taught and known for I was grown was hate |
| «Boys don’t show emotion» |
| Only feel those 808s, come blow on my cartridge |
| All we got is games to play |
| Keepin' ancient secrets locked beneath us lost in P. E |
| Missin sex-ed, fucking teachers in our T-shirts on our hardwood |
| Bet her knee hurts on the real though |
| Me an expert on the physical exertion |
| My compassion never questioned 'til today |
| She said «Where's your empathy» |
| I don’t know |
| Guess they got the best of me |
| Hope it ain’t so |
| I was such a fresh pre-teen |
| And as a baby cub, a little flashy fiend |
| But I can |
| Life’s a whole lot more, I admit it |
| Biting nipples, pushing buttons |
| Young West African girl |
| You too busy twerkin' in the motherland |
| Got the energy in me, so I was wondering |
| Could you help me, Could you tell me? |
| What the fuck is wrong with me? |
| Maybe I’m just a machine |
| Lately, I just don’t feel anything |
| This used to feel like a dream |
| Now I’m thrown out by your energy |
| Nigga just wanna be seen |
| Nobody fuckin with listening (whoa) |
| Still don’t know what’s wrong with me |
| Maybe I’m just a machine |
| Lately, I just don’t feel anything |
| This used to feel like a dream |
| Now I’m thrown out by your energy |
| Everything ain’t what it seems |
| Still, I can’t let that shit get to me, no |
| Rain down on me |
| Shoo-be-doo-doo up on me |
| Shoo-be-doo-doo up on me |
| Rain down on me |
| I got all these bitches on me |
| So why do I feel so lonely? |