What hasn't changed now
Ain't shit that's still the same now
Still in my lane now
This shit is in my veins
I ain't waiting for a sign
75 with Valentine
Bring some soda and a glass mix with rosé or the white
Tryna get my boys deals closed
But he ain't getting any luck like a four leafed clover
I don't wanna cause a scene
Far too many histamines
Bitch give me my nicotine
Sometimes I get a bit extreme but I don't stray from the plan I just stay with the scheme
Stay with the scheme
Open sesame
Sing a melody sipping on some Hennessy
Ain't no parentheses
No explanation not giving away the sauce for free
Your bullshit only lives on in my memories
Ain't friends but you're not even a worthy enemy
Your ego bursting at the seams living in your daydreams
Your boys don't even care enough to take you down a few degrees
I can't even laugh about it
Sorry bitch but I ain't sorry
You ain't half what you think you are probably
Sorry bitch but I ain't sorry
I'm about to spazz out
Barely can stand now
Took it to the head now I'm praying goddamn God
On the edge but I'm still staying solid
Words flowing steady ain't got no more problems with the clotting
Ain't no Galahad
F*ck chasing grails I'm chasing Jack
F*ck a backpack I'm having fun with the raps
So close to happy but I'm still so far
Hand stuck in the cookie jar
Harder I pull the more I break it
I'm about to spazz out
Barely can stand now
Took it to the head now I'm praying goddamn God
On the edge but I'm still staying solid
Words flowing steady ain't got no more problems with the clotting
Ain't no Galahad
F*ck chasing grails I'm chasing Jack
F*ck a backpack I'm having fun with the raps
So close to happy but I'm still so far
Hand stuck in the cookie jar
Harder I pull the more I break it
Quit pouting dog
This ain't the curtain call
In the bathroom stall
Do you even care at all
I don't need no luck
Let it run amok
I ain't getting stuck
Fake flags
Backlash
Shake hands
Play it back
A.T.M. - Galahad Lyrics
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What hasn't changed now
Ain't shit that's still the same now
Still in my lane now
This shit is in my veins
I ain't waiting for a sign
75 with Valentine
Bring some soda and a glass mix with rosé or the white
Tryna get my boys deals closed
But he ain't getting any luck like a four leafed clover
I don't wanna cause a scene
Far too many histamines
Bitch give me my nicotine
Sometimes I get a bit extreme but I don't stray from the plan I just stay with the scheme
Stay with the scheme
Open sesame
Sing a melody sipping on some Hennessy
Ain't no parentheses
No explanation not giving away the sauce for free
Your bullshit only lives on in my memories
Ain't friends but you're not even a worthy enemy
Your ego bursting at the seams living in your daydreams
Your boys don't even care enough to take you down a few degrees
I can't even laugh about it
Sorry bitch but I ain't sorry
You ain't half what you think you are probably
Sorry bitch but I ain't sorry
I'm about to spazz out
Barely can stand now
Took it to the head now I'm praying goddamn God
On the edge but I'm still staying solid
Words flowing steady ain't got no more problems with the clotting
Ain't no Galahad
F*ck chasing grails I'm chasing Jack
F*ck a backpack I'm having fun with the raps
So close to happy but I'm still so far
Hand stuck in the cookie jar
Harder I pull the more I break it
I'm about to spazz out
Barely can stand now
Took it to the head now I'm praying goddamn God
On the edge but I'm still staying solid
Words flowing steady ain't got no more problems with the clotting
Ain't no Galahad
F*ck chasing grails I'm chasing Jack
F*ck a backpack I'm having fun with the raps
So close to happy but I'm still so far
Hand stuck in the cookie jar
Harder I pull the more I break it
Quit pouting dog
This ain't the curtain call
In the bathroom stall
Do you even care at all
I don't need no luck
Let it run amok
I ain't getting stuck
Fake flags
Backlash
Shake hands
Play it back
Ain't shit that's still the same now
Still in my lane now
This shit is in my veins
I ain't waiting for a sign
75 with Valentine
Bring some soda and a glass mix with rosé or the white
Tryna get my boys deals closed
But he ain't getting any luck like a four leafed clover
I don't wanna cause a scene
Far too many histamines
Bitch give me my nicotine
Sometimes I get a bit extreme but I don't stray from the plan I just stay with the scheme
Stay with the scheme
Open sesame
Sing a melody sipping on some Hennessy
Ain't no parentheses
No explanation not giving away the sauce for free
Your bullshit only lives on in my memories
Ain't friends but you're not even a worthy enemy
Your ego bursting at the seams living in your daydreams
Your boys don't even care enough to take you down a few degrees
I can't even laugh about it
Sorry bitch but I ain't sorry
You ain't half what you think you are probably
Sorry bitch but I ain't sorry
I'm about to spazz out
Barely can stand now
Took it to the head now I'm praying goddamn God
On the edge but I'm still staying solid
Words flowing steady ain't got no more problems with the clotting
Ain't no Galahad
F*ck chasing grails I'm chasing Jack
F*ck a backpack I'm having fun with the raps
So close to happy but I'm still so far
Hand stuck in the cookie jar
Harder I pull the more I break it
I'm about to spazz out
Barely can stand now
Took it to the head now I'm praying goddamn God
On the edge but I'm still staying solid
Words flowing steady ain't got no more problems with the clotting
Ain't no Galahad
F*ck chasing grails I'm chasing Jack
F*ck a backpack I'm having fun with the raps
So close to happy but I'm still so far
Hand stuck in the cookie jar
Harder I pull the more I break it
Quit pouting dog
This ain't the curtain call
In the bathroom stall
Do you even care at all
I don't need no luck
Let it run amok
I ain't getting stuck
Fake flags
Backlash
Shake hands
Play it back
Writer: Jonathan Mattheisen
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