Brockhampton - RZA Lyrics

Yo, yo
I was talkin' to my mom the other day
And she was tryna give me advice about everything that's goin' on, some shit
And I get so lost in my motherfuckin' head, and I be thinkin'
I try to turn to some- try to turn to somethin' like
Few bars, let's hear me out, hear me out, hear me out, hear me out
It's like, yo, yo (yeah), yo, yo

I know I got to be (come on)
More like RZA, B (come on, come on)
My mama asking me (woo)
"Ian why don't you keep the band together? (Woo)
I know it's hard, but keep the band together (come on)
Me and your dad were fighting, we stayed together (come on, come on)
Even once we split, we stayed together (woo, woo)
Be like your mom and keep the fam together"

All of the songs where I dissed my mom
Helped me help her stay in her home
Now I'm finna lose my home
So never diss where you come from
I've gotta keep the American flag
Texas where I'm from, got the drums in my bag
Bum-biti-bum-biti-bum-biti-bum
Bum-biti-bum-biti-bum-biti-bum
Mom, I'm feelin' new, my hate for you is through
The things that we went through, I wish that I could do
It all over again, be real all by myself
'Cause now I lost my friends, but I fuck with myself

This is what I do whenever I feel excited
This is for my people outside who ain't invited
This is what I do whenever I feel excited
I love it, I love it, I love it (yeah) (ooh, ooh, ooh)

I know I got to be
More like RZA, B
My mama asking me (woo)
"Ian why don't you keep the band together?" (Woo)

You know what's so funny, y'all on RCA right?
Yeah
As a, as a, I mean, as a major?
Yeah
That's what Wu was on

(Referring to the relationships we've encountered)
(I thought we agreed not to talk about those)

Published By: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC

Written By: Ian Simpson, Ciaran McDonald, Bruce Belland, Glen Larson