Lyrics Earl Sweatshirt

Earl Sweatshirt

Faucet

Chef Sweaty braising your faculty

Face getting gray from the ash, but I'm laughing

That's the trace in me, nigga

Fuck out my face while I'm thinking

Ain't step foot up in my momma place for a minute

My days numbered

I'm focused heavy on making the most of 'em

I feel like I'm the only one pressin' to grow upwards

It's still fuck you and whoever you showed up with

Trying to see an M and some some steadier hands

Who you callin' your mans?

Bet you thought he was solid, when he really just sand

Washing away with the water

I'm a land mammal staying away from the altar

Shit changed in the August in the wake of that August

Last autumn the leaves fell, and I raked in the profit

Disobeying the doctor

The good guy prescribe, faith never caught 'em

Chasing these rabbits, whole face in a faucet

And I don't know who house to call home lately

I hope my phone break, let it ring

Toe to toe with the foes, new and old

Basic hoes try to cage him like the po'

When I run, don't chase me

And I don't know who house to call home lately

I hope my phone break, let it ring

Toe to toe with the foes, new and old

Basic hoes try to cage him like the po'

When I run, don't chase me

Solid, so the funds don't phase me

On tour wildin' by the truck stop racists

Hard as finding me a, a common thread between us

Raised different, my momma, she born, bred the leader

To get shit poppin' like the gun's off safety

Sayin' easy and doing harder when you get caught up

Raised neck and neck with Nak, so I’m a fluent brawler

Rain checkin’ on ya plot if ever bread should pop up

Out the toaster I gotta focus, my family problems

Shrunk and widen with the bumps in my personal finance

It hurt cause I can’t keep a date or put personal time in

Or reverse to the times when my face didn’t surprise you

Before I did the shit that earned me my term on that island

Can’t put a smile on your face through your purse or your pocket

Shit in a pile, never change, I’m stupid for tryin’

Still just too busy wildin’

And I don't know who house to call home lately

I hope my phone break, let it ring

Toe to toe with the foes, new and old

Basic hoes try to cage him like the po'

When I run, don't chase me

And I don't know who house to call home lately

I hope my phone break, let it ring

Toe to toe with the foes, new and old

Basic hoes try to cage him like the po'

When I run, don't chase me