Honey Lyrics - Brockhampton

My arms are always open 

Your fears always rollin' 

And they deep and you can't control it 

What you want, what you want, emotion? 

My arms are always open 

Your fears always rollin' 

And they deep and you can't control it 

What you want, what you want, emotion? 

I need a step out with no frustration 

I need a permanent getaway vacation 

They got a permanent hit-list my nigga 

A million reasons to get rich my nigga 

Fifty did it right 

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I could've been homeless 

I thought I moved too often, this for the Summer 

I could've been homeless 

Before I had to go, I had a course 

A million reasons to get rich, my nigga 

A million reasons to get rich, my nigga 

A million reasons to get rich, my nigga 

My people still dry snitchin' whenever they touch the mic 

That's what happens when a therapist isn't somewhere in sight 

Take flight, never lean to the left or the right 

'Cause they turn the other cheek when our niggas start to die 

When our women start to die, when our children start to die 

I don't feel the empathy, we made the space too many times 

Every summer in this city start to feel like Columbine 

'Cause you got to get yours, and I got to get mine 

One time for the paragons of the paradigm 

When you underground, nigga only try to undermine 

Use the track as a gymnasium to get into the stadium 

They couldn't match my alien, I'm glowing like uranium 

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One time for the— 

One time— 

One time— (nigga) 

One time— (nigga) 

One time— (nigga) 

One t— 

(Nigga) 

(Nigga) 

(Nigga) 

A million reasons to get rich, my nigga 

Fifty did it right, Fifty did it right 

Wish I could call every successful rapper for advice 

How the fuck do I make this shit last my whole life? 

(Nigga) 

(Nigga) 

(Nigga) 

(Nigga) 

Tuggin' on my pinky ring, smelling like chrysanthemum 

I just want that, I just want that, I just want that, I just want that 

Tuggin' on my pinky ring, smelling like chrysanthemum 

I just want that, I just want that, I just want that, I just want that 

Tuggin' on my pinky ring, smelling like chrysanthemum 

I just want that, I just want that, I just want that, I just want that 

On my jewelry, and on my niggas 

On my jewelry, and on my niggas 

You know I got 

Just give me what I need