Sister/nation Lyrics - Brockhampton

Drink of the apple pie with it, yeah, yeah, yeah 

I don't got no chains in my denim, yeah, yeah, yeah 

I don't listen what the blogs tell me, yeah, yeah, yeah 

I know niggas got their own agenda, yeah, yeah, yeah 

I've got [censored] but she would never know 

I like to hide them, so much I lose myself 

That's why I'm pure to some, a psychopath to others 

And grew up in counsellin', flippin' off my counselors 

They gave me mood stabilizers 

But when I came off 'em, I was violent 

Took the drugs that I wanted, which didn't help with the voices 

They just grew louder and louder 

They called the people who'd just chatter and chatter 

I juggle all my personalities 

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Estoy tan harto y cansado, no puedo seguir haciendo esto 

Ojalá pudiera rendirme 

Pero tengo seguir siendo fuerte para mi familia y mis amigos 

I find myself gettin' better by the fuckin' minute 

Number one, my momma always had to save the minutes 

Got some D's, dropped out, wanted to be Russell Simmons 

Gotta keep workin', my head or in a vision 

Where the kitchen at? Keep the lyrics written 

Raid my cell and dope, askin' for forgiveness 

I just ran into somebody sellin' lemonade 

Kiss your kids tonight before them bitches run away 

Get your man, get your man all up off me 

Think again, want a hundred bands around me 

In December, I don't care what they call me 

This for all my broke niggas, this for all them jokes, nigga 

That you niggas made when I was still livin' at home, nigga 

Did it on my own, nigga, grew up and I bossed out 

Grew up and I bossed out, grew up and I bossed out 

Photos 

I see you peekin' through bushes 

And tryna get secret ingredients from us 

I know that you do it 'cause you see us boomin' 

Like C4 when you hear that detonator 

Lucky-lucky on the elevator, eat my dust, baby, I'll see ya later 

I could always call your bluff, you already said enough 

Take a risk, bitch, still sittin' on your ass, waitin' for a handout 

Givin' nothin', put your hands down 

"Ooh, yeah, this for the culture!" 

"Ooh, yeah, this important!" 

Fuck off with that slang shit 

Fuck off with that networkin' 

Keep ya mouth where the money at 

Yellow lights on my dashboard 

Red flags in the rearview 

I know I'm the one that made you upset 

But all I wanna do is see you 

You know that lately I don't think straight 

But I don't really know what I'm doin' now 

'Cause everybody got me fucked up 

I'm strugglin' while on the move now 

Yellow lights on my dashboard 

Red flags in the rearview 

I know I'm the one that made you upset 

But all I wanna do is heal you 

You know that lately I don't think straight 

But lately I don't know what to do now 

'Cause everybody got me fucked up 

I'm strugglin' while on the move now 

Get your man, get your man all up off me 

Think again, want a hundred bands around me 

In December, I don't care what they call me 

Get your man, get your man all up off me 

Think again, want a hundred bands around me 

In December, I don't care what they call me 

Get your man, get your man all up off me 

Think again, want a hundred bands around me 

In December, I don't care what they call me 

Get your man, get your man all up off me 

Think again, want a hundred bands around me 

In December, I don't care what they call me 

Barely got control of it, must've got a hold of it 

Threw me to the ground and left a scar right on my nigga lips 

I look in my closet when I think about the past life 

Never good in my wallet, tryna see if I got my cash right 

Fuck a flight, they ain't never wanna treat my bag right 

Fuck a job, they ain't never treat my mom and dad right 

I hate them quiet suburbs, I hate those picket fences 

I hate the separation 

First thing they called me "nigga", I fight, I got suspended 

My teachers saw me hit him, so they ain't listen to me 

And from that moment on, I would learn that I was different 

I would grow to see the difference, second guessing my decisions 

Black bodies come up missin' 

I feel like all my days are coming to a blend 

I feel like all my days are coming to a blend 

I would walk through the halls at my own pace 

Every lunch, I would flow, havin' no place 

All the books in my bag till my bones ache 

Wonder how the world would be if I had no face 

If I had no heart, if I had no skin 

And I was just thoughts, reminiscin', the things always brushed off 

Had my father try to tell me I was just soft 

And when I look at the things that I've been through 

And the things I survived, and at what cost? 

All the love in my life that I just lost 

All this shit persevere to the pole vault 

In the eyes of the law, I'm a problem 

In the eyes of the blogs, I'm a paycheck 

In the eyes of the world, I'm an icon 

In the eyes that I own, I ain't start yet 

In the eyes of the law, I'm a problem 

In the eyes of blogs, I'm a paycheck 

In the eyes of the world, I'm an icon 

In the eyes that I own, I ain't start yet, I ain't start yet 

Power! 

African power! 

Power! 

African power! 

Power! 

African power! 

I feel like all my days are coming to a blend 

I feel like all my days are coming to a blend 

Uh, I feel like all my days are coming to a blend 

I feel like all my days are coming to a blend