Awkword - Go lyrics

rate me

I watched my mom die, I wanna go, too, but I won't

My girl kicked me out, left me homeless and alone

Sold my car for cash, spent it on booze and dope

Guy on the couch, barely moved for the phone

Truth is I was born emotionally broke

And music's how I handle all the ominous tones

Almost sold my Supras but I took 'em on the road

I know I can be super, I'm just starting slow

Gotta walk the tightrope, avoid curve balls thrown

Give me Trinidad's gold, even I wanna glow

I've always been afraid of not pushing envelopes

Now I leave myself notes and they all say no

Even MTV folk tell me that I’m dope, though

Most people in the game hide behind cloaks

I guess they say God says you gotta keep hope

Even agnostic AWK gotta keep it on the go

Go, gotta go, gotta go, gotta

Tryna keep up

Glow, gonna glow, gonna go, gonna glow, gonna

I gotta glow, go

Gotta go, gotta go, gotta

Tryna keep up

Glow

I gotta glow

I'm in a lazy Thunderbird with some Minnesota plates

Scraping up the curb just to get up in your face

Ain't you heard, probably maybe

We beat the breaks off, the novelty break beats

Toggle the safety and follow the gravy

Passed out off a half a bottle of Jamie

I laugh now and I don't even know what you said

You assed out like you got a whole in your head

Growth ain't optional, we can't stop the show

Instead we pretend anything's possible

I got a whole lot of words for thirst

But the rest of the search depends on the work

Standing on top of this dirt, so let me celebrate

It's another day for us to elevate

I got nothing but go, we don't rest or play

I kinda like how it sound, what the hell she say?

Go, gotta go, gotta go, gotta

Tryna keep up

Glow, gonna glow, gonna go, gonna glow, gonna

I gotta glow, go

Gotta go, gotta go, gotta

Tryna keep up

Glow

I gotta glow

Yeah, that's right, I stays on the move

See y’all tired a seeing my face on the tube

Till the clubs spinning my joints to make it pop

Till my feet in white sand and your feet still play the block

You still tryna chase that deal, alright guys

I'm chilling, got a nice little spot in a high rise

Execs still telling y’all all the laws got bye bye

That sucks, just bought a truck and new bike that I ride

It goes vroom vroom with a fatty in a thong

Sorry I had to go, but I'm happy that I'm gone

Don't you wish you could rhyme and get at me on a song

Well, y’all can't and I can, like Nas, so run along

You won't break me, instead I'mma break free

And paint a clear picture for the world in HD

So put your eyes underneath where your shades be

Baby, I gotta glow, feedback, but I gotta go

Tryna keep up

‘Cause I gotta go

Ought to keep up

‘Cause I'm gonna grow

You need to keep up

‘Cause I'm gonna glow

You ought to keep up

‘Cause I gotta go