I BEEN BORN AGAIN
BROCKHAMPTON Lyrics

Out on the deck like I'm wildin' for respect
I am trying to gain respect by acting wild on the deck

It's a three-peat, CC, bitch, you in the D-League
I have done this three times, CC. You can't compete with me

Where you from, though? Can't come around here, this shit is gated
I want to know where you're from, but you can't come here because it's gated

We made it, happy belated, I see the rage hit
We have made it, though it's late, and I see anger building up

It's better if I try not to talk about the shit that's always on my mind
It's probably best if I don't talk about the things that are always on my mind

Money on my mind (that's right), couple hunnids at a time
I'm thinking about money, and I get it in a few hundred dollar amounts

Try to fuck me blind, duckin' down, hear me whine
Someone is trying to cheat me, so I hide and complain

We outside now (that's right), milk carton in the back
We are outside now with a milk carton in the back

We don't like to fuck around with the niggas in the back
We don't mess with the guys in the back

Pullin' triggers in the 'Lac (that's right), May the praise stay bad
We are pulling triggers in the vehicle, and hope people keep talking bad about us

Ayy, Dad, Hercules want his fuckin' waves back, stay strapped (that's right)
Hey, Dad, Hercules wants his waves back. We need to stay prepared

Dancin' like a bad bitch, love on top my mattress
I am dancing provocatively and have love on my mattress

Hope the Good Lord catch this, I ain't tellin' backwards
I hope God sees what I am doing. I am not telling it backwards

Lie just like an actor, Hollywood is batshit
I lie just like actors do. Hollywood is crazy

Mama in the South still, gold all in my mouth still
My mom is still in the south, and I still have gold in my mouth

Rappin' 'bout dick still, and I lease a house still
I am still rapping about penis, and I still lease a house

Move my nigga out still, need my nephew out here
I am still moving my guy out and need my nephew to come here

God gave me a good deal
I was blessed with a good deal from God

Miss my little niggas down low like a big wheel
I miss my small boys like a big toy wheel

Bitch, I wanna hit still
I still want to hook up with that woman

This shit for my partna 'nem, Devil keep on robbin' them
This is for my buddies. The Devil keeps taking from them

Expressin' for myself, like I'm fuckin' Dennis Rodman (that's right)
I am expressing myself like Dennis Rodman would

Diamond dentures for my partna dem (that's right)
My friend has diamond dentures

Golden rubbers from my pocket, friend
I have gold condoms in my pocket for my buddy

Ain't no answer, that's my partna dem (that's right)
My friends don't answer. That's how they are

She so bad, I let her touch my butt (yeah)
She is so attractive, I let her touch my behind

Merlyn, what the fuck!
Merlyn, what's going on?

Line 'em up, you know that I'm shootin' (that's right)
I am going to shoot you. You know this

It ain't no one business who or what we doin' (that's right)
It's not anyone's business what we are doing

Hit this gas, they break the glass and keep it movin'
We hit the gas, break the glass, and keep moving

To you basic bitches, I know I'm a nuisance
To the simple girls, I know I am annoying

Sugar, yeah, gimme some
Give me some sugar

Gimme dome, I'ma smoke some
I want oral sex, and I am going to smoke some drugs

Y'all ain't want the smoke, been smokin'
You don't want to start trouble, but I have been causing it

Garden gnome shrooms, y'all, who is y'all?
I am high on garden gnome mushrooms. Who are you guys?

This what it mean to ball?
Is this what it means to be rich?

Okay, Chateau Marmont, Shangri-La
Okay, we are at the Chateau Marmont and Shangri-La

Valet parking, drive a shit whip
We have valet parking, but drive a crappy car

But I ain't broke, bitch
But I am not broke

Rock my own shit, hit my own switch
I am doing my own thing and making my own decisions

Watch the clock tick, never ran and hid
Watch the time pass, and never ran away

Tell it like it is
I am going to tell the truth

Dead on the nail, call me hammerhead
I am right on target. Call me the hammerhead

Texas 'til I'm dead
I am loyal to Texas until I die

BBQ and cornbread, like I'm corn-fed
I am eating BBQ and cornbread like a farm boy

Here we go again, hit 'em one more 'gain
Let's do this again, and hit them one more time

Screwed up from The Woodlands
I am messed up from The Woodlands

Number six, been through hell, think I'm heaven-sent
I have survived tough times, and think that I am destined for greatness

Ask the preacher man, said I need Jesus, like I ain't know
The preacher told me I need Jesus, as if I didn't already know

Guess I found him, I am blessed man
I think I have found Jesus, and I feel blessed

Breakin' dividends, let the money stack, see you copycats
I am breaking down profits, and watching the money pile up. I see you copycats

I ain't trippin', but copy that
I am not upset, but sure, copy that

It's a wrap, keep my distance
It's a wrap. I am going to keep my distance

Where's Waldo, but we winnin'
Like Where's Waldo, but we are successful

Me and my dogs ain't finished (that's right)
Me and my friends are not done yet

The real know, what's a billfold
The people who matter know what a wallet is

You can't fold, I stay grinnin'
You can't get me down. I am always smiling

No peekin'
Don't look

Go ahead and try harder
Go ahead, and try harder

You ain't gotta ask to put up with nobody
You don't need permission to deal with anyone

You oughta be ashamed of yourselves
You should be ashamed of yourselves

Get on your damn knees and pray sometimes with your muhfuckin' ass
Get on your knees and pray, damn it

Get your muhfuckin' ass on out there
Get out of here

That's all you gon' be, a muhfucker
You will always be a nobody

Send 'em out the door
Send them away

They ain't knockin' no more
They won't be knocking again

They-they-they ain't knockin' no more
They won't be knocking anymore