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simpler times - bright campa lyrics

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[intro: whitney alford & kendrick lamar]
you really need some therapy
real n*gga need no therapy, f*ck you talkin’ about?
nah, nah, you sound stupid as f*ck
sh*t, everybody stupid
yeah, well, you need to talk to somebody
reach out to eckhart

[verse 1: bright campa]
all these issues ball across my head
told me, “f*ck a foul”
i’m teary*eyed, wanna throw my hands
won’t think out loud
a foolish pride, if i lose again, won’t go in the house
i stayed outside, laughing with my friends
they don’t know my life
all these issues made me learn losses
i don’t take those well
momma said, “that boy is exhausted,”
he said, “go f*ck yourself”
if he give up now, that’s gone cost him, life’s a b*tch
you could be a b*tch or step out the margin, i got up quick
i’m chargin’ baskets and falling backwards
trying to keep balance
oh, this the part where mental stability meets talent
oh, this the part, he breaks my humility just for practice
tactics we learned together, sore losers forever
[pre*chorus: kendrick lamar]
daddy issues!

[chorus: sampha]
early mornin’ wake*ups (ah)
practicin’ on day*offs (ah)
tough love (ah), bottled up, no chaser (ah)
neat, no chaser (ah), neat, no chaser (ah)
neat, no chaser (ah), neat, no chase
early mornin’ wake*ups (ah)
practicin’ on day*offs (ah, day*offs)
tough love (ah), bottled up, no chaser (ah)
neat, no chaser (ah), neat, no chaser (ah)
neat, no chaser (ah), neat, no chaser

[verse 2: kendrick lamar & sampha]
i got these issues, that’s on me
looking for, “i love you”
rarely empathizin’ for my relief
a child that grew accustomed
jumping up when i scr*ped my knee
’cause if i cried about it
he’d surely tell me not to be weak
daddy issues, hid my emotions
never expressed myself
men should never show feelings
being sensitive never helped
if he give up now, that’s gone cost him, life’s a b*tch
you could be a b*tch or step out the margin, i got up quick
all these issues, f*ck everybody
go get your money, son
protect yourself, trust n0body
only your momma’n’em
this made relationships seem cloudy
never attached to none
so if you took some likes around me, i might reject the love
all these issues kept me competitive, that’s a fact, n*gga
i don’t give a f*ck what’s the narrative, i am that n*gga!
when they got back together, i was slightly confused
got some healin’ to do
egotistic, zero*given f*cks and to be specific (ah)
need assistance with the way i was brought up (ah, ah)
what’s the difference when your heart is made of stone
and your mind is made of gold
and your tongue is made of sword
but it may weaken your soul
my n*ggas ain’t got no daddy
grow up overcompensating
learn sh*t about bein’ a man and disguise it as being gangsta
i love my father for tellin’ me to take off the gloves
’cause everything he didn’t want was everything i was
and to my partners that figured it out without a father
i salute you, may your blessings be neutral to your toddlers
it’s crucial, they can’t stop us if we see the mistakes
til then, let’s give these girls a break
grown men with daddy issues
[chorus: sampha]
early mornin’ wake*ups (ah), practicin’ on day*offs (ah, day*offs)
tough love (ah), bottled up, no chaser (ah)
neat, no chaser (ah), neat, no chaser (ah)
neat, no chaser (ah), neat, no chaser

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