Time To Celebrate Lyrics – BROCKHAMPTON

I got my money saved
I’m with them boys my momma hate
I take the time to celebrate
My hands to the sky, my hands to the sky

If there was money in the bag
That you can just have
No strings attached
What would you have to ask?

I take some time, make up my mind
And disappear, and not say sh#t
Just go away for a while
Might do my dance, might throw some bands with both hands

Go all in, just give in for a while
I been beat up, beat down, fed up, bugged out over paper
Money ain’t sh#t when it’s meant to be
Money just came, in this case, for me

And I can’t complain
Nor will he, nor do we, I’m just saying
Damn, damn, damn, paper man, where you been?
Lights going down, and it’s time to make bands

I got my money saved
I’m with them boys my momma hate
I take the time to celebrate
My hands to the sky, my hands to the sky

I got my money saved
I’m with them boys my momma hate
I take the time to celebrate
My hands to the sky, my hands to the sky

Put your fist up
Man, lil’ hood sh#t, that’s good sh#t
Raw hype, f#ck the small talk, push the big rocks
Rub some dirt on, right

I’m on Parker, I’m on Denzel[?]
f#ck opinions, y’all can keep them
Think about it, do what I want, f#ck a price tag
Get my money way up to Italy

Let it build up a whole winery
Find a new side of me
You love me, love me, love me
Always there right beside me

Might check in with my grandpa’s bags (Weighing on my mind, yeah)
Still ain’t call me back
Ride, ride, ride, where my dawgs at?
Jealousy gon’ creep up on me

Wish the worst things on me
I was born the way I was, can’t do nothing ‘bout it
I got my money saved
I’m with them boys my momma hate

I take the time to celebrate
My hands to the sky, my hands to the sky
I got my money saved
I’m with them boys my momma hate

I take the time to celebrate
My hands to the sky, my hands to the sky
Take your bread, invest
Put your egg in nest

They is hating, they is not your friends
Don’t need their respect, you can learn self respect
[?] but hate the set, over your screaming fans
This for my people, man, always for my people, man

Login Whatsapp just to see my favorite fans
This for my people, man, always for my people, man
This for my people, man, always for my people, damn
Thank you mommy, you help people, and that’s why I rap

Black nurse in the South, when they hate you, hope
I’mma break myself, make myself a better self
Make my beat, I be [?]
I got my money saved

I’m with them boys my momma hate
I take the time to celebrate
My hands to the sky, my hands to the sky
I got my money saved

I’m with them boys my momma hate
I take the time to celebrate
My hands to the sky, my hands to the sky
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BROCKHAMPTON Lyrics – Time To Celebrate

BROCKHAMPTON

Time To Celebrate