terms lyrics

[Intro: slowthai]

Forgive me for, forgive me for what?

For everything I never wanted to do

Hahaha

[Chorus: Dominic Fike & Denzel Curry]

I woke up and came to terms with it (Yeah)

No matter what, they get my words twisted (Oh, no matter)

Whatever works, it could be worse, shit could be worse (Shit, yeah)

(Make a stain, bitch can't run no game on a player)

I woke up and came to terms with it (I woke up and came to terms, yeah)

No matter what, they get my words twisted (No matter what)

Whatever works, it could bе worse, shit could be worse (Shit, yеah)

(Catch me, catch me at the Saint John's, run no game on a—)

[Verse 1: slowthai]

The more the merry, celebrate, confetti

Kill an adversary over somethin' petty

Mind the debris, couldn't get a degree

Never went to uni', street educated

Never lose sleep, slaughter the sheep

I am the shepherd, minimum effort

Required but people relyin' on me

National treasure, try buryin' me

Tried to pick a rose but it's got thorns (Thorns)

They be judgin' me like I got horns (Haha)

When we die, we don't respawn

Can't conform, gotta absorb (Blaow)

Pitbull and it's got lockjaw

Let it off the leash, bet it run for the trees

Blood on the leaves, teeth for your jeans

Bein' a bitch just ain't in my genes

[Bridge: Denzel Curry]

Make a stain, bitch can't run no game on a player, man

Catch me at the Saint John's, smoked, loced—

Make, make a stain, bitch can't run no game on a player, man

Catch me at the Saint John's, smoked, loced out

[Chorus: Dominic Fike & Denzel Curry]

I woke up and came to terms with it (Yeah)

No matter what, they get my words twisted (Oh, no matter)

Whatever works, it could be worse, shit could be worse (Shit, yeah)

(Make a stain, bitch can't run no game on a player)

I woke up and came to terms with it (I woke up and came to terms, yeah)

No matter what, they get my words twisted (No matter what)

Whatever works, it could be worse, shit could be worse (Shit, yeah)

(Catch me, catch me at the Saint John's, run no game on a—)

[Verse 2: slowthai]

Every day a bad hair day (Why me?)

Wrong side of the bed with a migraine

Need Ibuprofen

Instead, I smoke zoots, tryna reboot

Tryna get loot but a snake in my boot

Never push a man who's got nothing to lose

I'm supposed to be grateful for nothing? (No)

Grateful made you turn nothin' to somethin'

Smokin' my troubles away

My early grave, don't resuscitate (Brrt)

Early but waves

Catches the one then reverse to his base, regurgitates (Pow, pow)

And nothing I'll change

Do it the again and I do it the same again and again

If I numb the pain, I end the flame

Add fuel to the blaze, won't show you our pain

[Chorus: Dominic Fike & Denzel Curry]

I woke up and came to terms with it (Yeah)

No matter what, they get my words twisted (Oh, no matter)

Whatever works, it could be worse, shit could be worse (Shit, yeah)

(I-I)

I woke up and came to terms with it (I woke up and came to terms, yeah)

No matter what, they get my words twisted (No matter what)

Whatever works, it could be worse, shit could be worse (Shit, yeah)

(Catch me, catch me at the Saint John's, run no game on a—)

[Outro: Denzel Curry & Dominic Fike]

Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh

Make a stain, bitch can't run no game on a player, man

Catch me at the Saint John's, smoke, loced, make a

Make a stain, bitch can't run no game on a player, man

Catch me at the Saint John's, smoke, loced out (Bitch can't run no game on)