Childish Gambino
Candler Road Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I ain’t lovin’ these fake hoes, room smellin’ like 8 Swishers
Room service like 2K, NBA, I’m ballin’, nigga
All them niggas, fallin’ like Autumn, nigga
Talkin’ shit, I saw them niggas, now their daughter want a picture
Rough ain’t it? Fuck famous
Niggas too real, got the most haters
Wrote a story so Stephen Curry, how it feel to be golden?
Why was I chosen?
Hanalei Bay with my bae, what can I say?
I did it, my timin’ was perfect, I’m comin’, they know it
Becomin’ the last great American poet
The flow Lindsay Lohan
Tired, nigga, retired, nigga
My word is art like a hieroglyphic
What island is this?
Cabernet, I can smell a tarp
You wanna swim but can barely walk
She ‘fraid of sharks, she’d hate my lawyer
Atlanta, Georgia, got somethin’ for yah
I’m doin’ somethin’, stay with it
I sport the Oakland A fitted
Cause this money ballin’, I’m throwin’ funny
But all the kids’ll go get it, God dammit I’m ill
I got one question for the haters, is your girl on the pill?
I’m playin’ though, but like really, really?

Oh man, oh man, oh man, oh man
I got a hook for this, it’s like
I love you all the time
Somethin’ like that

[Verse 2]
I’m the man forever
They can’t let a nigga live cause the life is better
85 everyday, why’d I bring this sweater?
I fell asleep on the beach, tiny pink umbrella
Fell out of my drink, she yellin’, “What we doin’ tonight?”
50k their first week, you ain’t doin’ it right
Young Bino best friends with the show promoters
Good year, my career is floatin’, it’s all me
Cause I stay real, the words pay, niggas don’t feel
Cause they ain’t feel a nigga, tried to kill a nigga
But he still went stupid
Silver stones honorin’ the game so clueless
These niggas ain’t us
Hopin’ that I diss you back so I can make you famous

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