Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Contagious, artist - Young Thug. Date of issue: 14.10.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Contagious |
| I wish that keepin' it real really was contagious |
| 'Cause I’d be showing off, always met with fake shit |
| But that’s what’s in my heart I can never change it |
| I just wish that things were reciprocating |
| I told my lawyer, «change the situation» |
| Told the judge that I was always fakin' |
| But I know it’s in my heart and I feel it breakin' |
| Told him let go of my boys that would be amazing |
| Try to blink out every time, I’m hidden in different spaces |
| Bought the same LaFerrari and told 'em keep it basic |
| Put up on them same lil' boys, told them let’s get it racing |
| She don’t need to know what it is, now boy my money weighin' |
| Yeah, keep on dodgin' years, my young nigga waitin' |
| I done gave away my Porsche, I throw up |
| I don’t pass the torch, I pour up |
| Syrup, when I’m forced, I ho up |
| Out and in, I reck her core |
| I took my finger and I remade the sore |
| I wish that keepin' it real really was contagious |
| 'Cause I’d be showing off, always met with fake shit |
| But that’s what’s in my heart I can never change it |
| I just wish that things were reciprocating |
| They always told me I’d be going places |
| Now I’m just surrounded by these different faces |
| But all of this applause, yeah, it came with hatred |
| I wish that keepin' it real really was contagious |
| Yeah, uh |
| Yesterday my daughter told me |
| «Daddy, you the best,» I told her |
| «I'm makin' it back tonight |
| Baby, pass me that vest» |
| I know I’m livin' that fast life |
| But I sign niggas and I sign checks |
| I put a quarter mill' on my fingers just like Lil Baby and they all baguettes |
| Every week I made four thousand, servin' bands for my big homie |
| I know I wasn’t doin' it forever but it had moved me up from nothin' |
| Sometimes you gotta take baby steps |
| But now you grown and got to want it |
| Everything you doin', wonder every ho you screwin' |
| I ball like Harden and Jordan |
| I try to keep my mouth closed |
| But I told them all the stories |
| I had five bitches with me lit like Robert Horry |
| I told my bitch from every strugglin' day we buyin' the store |
| I wish that keepin' it real really was contagious |
| 'Cause I’d be showing love, always met with fake shit |
| But that’s what’s in my heart I can never change it |
| I just wish that things were reciprocating |
| They always told me I’d be going places |
| Now I’m just surrounded by these different faces |
| But all of this applause, yeah, it kept with hatred |
| I wish that keepin' it real really was contagious |